I was one of few present when someone else solved the riddle. He found the final piece and before we could stop him, in a fervour of intellectual triumph he set it all in motion. We waited to die. We didn’t. Instead we watched in amazement as the world slowly brightened. Nothing crumbled into oblivion. Instead, all reached towards growth and beauty and a higher truth. Every being, every thing, turned out to truly matter and to contribute to the essential nature of life. At first we were so stunned by what we saw that we did not notice the changes beginning within ourselves. We too were growing, changing. And it was okay.
It felt like falling, it felt like flying. It felt like every change we ever fear, with no known end point. We only knew that we were becoming.