Everything in life changes, one of the main principles of Buddhism is that of impermanence the idea that nothing lasts forever. But these changes have a natural order, a structure that, if observed, make the changes simple and easy. If however, we fail to observe that order, things get difficult, uncomfortable, even unbearable.
Those of us of a certain age remember a song by The Byrds, Turn, Turn, Turn, written by Pete Seeger, the words of which are actually based on a passage from the Book of Ecclesiastes and are sometimes attributed to the wise Old Testament ruler King Solomon.
I think the lyrics perfectly explain the manner in which changes and The Wheel of Life are inextricably linked:
To every thing, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep |
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To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to build up, a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones A time to gather stones together |
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To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time you may embrace A time to refrain from embracing |
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To everything, turn, turn, turn There is a season, turn, turn, turn And a time to every purpose under heaven A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late |
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