The Quiet Work of Becoming

I have reflected recently on how we can, at a point in life, die for something, give it our all, defend it, even anchor our identity to it, and then time fleets, and suddenly we feel out of depth to have ever cared that much.

It is one of life’s quiet paradoxes. What once consumed our days and dictated our choices can, in hindsight, seem like nothing more than a shadow. Yet not all cases are about fixations that lose their grip. Sometimes it is what knowledge unveils and brings to light, or the gentle unravelling that life itself performs. For daily, we evolve, and who we are each day is shaped by the weeds and wheat of our own becoming.

It makes me ponder: how can something be something and at the same time nothing? Perhaps it is because meaning shifts with maturity. What once defined us loses its weight when understanding deepens, and what once seemed ordinary may suddenly glow with new significance.

It is not that those moments were meaningless; they were simply timely. They belonged to a season whose work in us has been completed. When that season ends, what once felt like everything naturally fades into nothing.

The lesson is not to scorn the past or its passions, but to understand that life is constantly redefining value. What matters now will shift again someday, and that is not failure; it is evolution.

Nugget: Nothing truly becomes nothing. It only transforms its meaning in the light of who we are becoming.