Life is a process to enjoy. Most people believe life is a journey untaken. It’s like a deep blue ocean, green as the forest, bright like a sunny day. But perhaps these are just timid reflections. Deep inside the ocean are the relentless thrums and thuds of the waves. Within the green canopy lies an untamed wilderness. The radiating sunny days are hot, sweaty, and dehydrating. The calming moon, so distant and silent, watches us suffer, heal, cry, laugh, but speaks no words of comfort. In short, life is an untamed, dry, lonely, and conflicting journey. Life is not an effortless flow; it’s a struggle of chaos to maintain an order. A perpetual tension within the chaos itself.  

We chase stability, but nothing is truly stable. Even death comes slowly, struggling with life, diseases, and emotions. After the last breath, the skin fights decay, the muscles are at war with necrosis. But the dead body seems still. Filp the view and in the eyes of mourners, the world is still; nothing is as chaotic as grieving. In the metaphysical eyes of the departed, the grievers are forever still as they are no longer a concern to the dead. What we witness here is dynamic equilibrium. Life’s way of stability: an order of chaos, a struggle of chaos with order.

The constant adjustment, expansion, contraction, stillness, and havoc of experiences playing against the passage of time. Life defined simply is an irony; it is an oxymoron. Internal growth comes at a cost of external loss; external expansion sometimes results in internal contraction. This is why the complex nature of life never permits static stability, because life itself is dynamic. The constant strife of internal and external changes is what makes life. It adjusts sometimes, to the left, sometimes to the right but maintains the balance by struggling a lot. The struggle evolves from the insatiable desire for growth because life exists because it demands growth.

This struggle is necessary because life is fueled from growth. From a sperm cell to an embryo to a newborn to an adult and finally, to a corpse. Growth prevails. Growth exists because life sustains change and change fuels life. If it was not for growth, we would not exist. The constant reaction of neurotransmitters, the reaction of photons, the movement of blood, let it stay idle and see what happens. The world would come to a stillness but at what cost? There would be chaos everywhere. Once again, the dynamism of nature, extreme stillness on one side and extreme chaos on the other. This is why, what most call a stability is nothing but a façade- a delicate bubble with turmoil within. The turmoil is hidden well, but careful contemplation breaks all the illusionary wraps.

Human nature pertains to us to see the beauty of other beings. How we react to it hinges on the experiences and perspectives of beholders. As humans, we are thrown away with many emotions- inspiration, jealousy, happiness, and anguish. We strive for stability, and we see stability everywhere, financial stability, emotional balance, and social harmony. But stability, in the purest form, is nothing but a growth from one temporal form of struggle to next. The fleeting cycle of life takes us from one state to another. Usually upgrading from one level to another. As social-begins we tend to compare ourselves with others, and stability for us is the aspiration to embody someone’s perceived success. Given that no two individuals are alike, each person sees in others what they wish to possess—traits, achievements, or circumstances that appear enviable. Each time we elevate ourselves, we inevitably discover new desires to fulfill, pushing us to grow, evolve, and transform. The final aspiration is just a calm before the next storm, an ever-changing flux of life. The essence of life.

This is a beautiful essence of life. It appreciates struggles, it acknowledges hardships, and we know through lots of strife and tussle that struggle builds strength and resilience. These two qualities weave chaos into a thread that brings equilibrium. Strength perpetuates resilience, it makes us ready for the uncertainty of life. While we may strive to reduce uncertainty, we will never achieve true stillness.

A saint, who has left everything, must constantly grapple with what they inherently have, emotions, lust, hunger, and desires. They might make the dynamism of life less pronounced and little less nuanced, but the struggle remains. Once they are enlightened, they still must navigate an ever-changing world, where new desires continually arise, requiring them to tame their innate human impulses.

This is why, the essence of life lies in a delicate balance of yin and yang, black and white, fire and ice, dry and cold. The illusion of stability captivates the minds of those who fail to grasp the concept of dynamic equilibrium.