History may be servitude,
History may be freedom. See, now they vanish,
The faces and places, with the self which,
as it could, loved them,
To become renewed, transfigured, in another pattern.
T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding
The inherent fluidity of life can be baffling; the changes it demands in our ways of making meaning, and transforming our understanding of place in connection and belonging in life.
Cheri Geckler