My experience of change is that it is something that happens very slowly and then all at once as we don’t tend to notice all the little culminating causes until an effect is experienced

And that no matter how much things change everything stays the same which might sound like a paradox but I don’t think it is.

I once asked a phycologist the question, Can we Change? I assumed that he would node and say of course we can but he didn’t. He suggested that we might stretch unless there was a traumatic experience impacting our cognition but not really change.

I thought about it. I’ve changed jobs, friends, locations, thinking, beliefs… I’ve done a lot of changing, but have I changed

My answer like the phycologist was no. I’ve stretched but the way I experienced the change remained, once everything settled, the same. Though everything changes my experience of the change, how the inner I/me observed it remained pretty much unchanged and that it was the inner experience that made the difference in my experience of change.

When I attempt to observer the observer I notice that the filters in which change was experienced were not my own. What I mean is that I feel they were created early in life before having the awareness of decrement. (Nurture and Nature = Fate)

That the capabilities of how we will be able to experience our experiences are pretty much set by the time we are five. Worms Write ONCE Read Many programing filters that we spend the rest of our lives trying to understand and undo. To stretch with the inevitable retraction.

(Nurture and Nature = Fate? The observer noted that free will to change was possible but that it was very difficult to exercise. As above so below as below so above, we are influenced and we influence however the former is more likely)

It might sound as if I have given up and stopped striving for growth… I haven’t. To be candid I suspect that is also something I don’t think I can change. But my experience of change is different now, if difficult to express.

I strive to stretch and experience change but without expectation… perhaps it’s a kind of detachment… (I suspect after reading that last statement that my expectation of change was a magical hope that I’d wake up one day and be someone else.)

Anyway I’m interested in hearing about other people’s experience of change. Do we Change?