A Little Gidding

I opened my copy of The Four Quartets today looking for something that would relate to the next theme in the class. I went through the book aimlessly reading passages where ever my eyes drifted to. Upon opening to Little Gidding I loved the way Eliot talked about how, "Midwinter Spring is its own season." To me he seemed to be advocating that there is a lifetime of experiences and happenings in this moment. At first I began to attribute this to the first theme, in the way he discussed to the cyclical nature of this unique time and place. Then I came to a line that read, "...And what you thought you came for / Is only a shell, a husk of meaning / From which the purpose breaks only when it is fulfilled / If at all. Either you had no purpose / Or the purpose is beyond the end you figured / And is altered in fulfillment." Does this mean we may never know why we do things, or if we do sometimes things change, and if they do change we should still try to give it significance, because in the end that's what we were supposed to do anyway, we just didn't see it at the time, but that's life right, just keep on pushing for what you desire, and then things will happen, some good some bad, but you learn every step of the way, and keep fightin'. I think so. It made me think about, "The Inner Light" where Picard tries to find what the meaning of his life as captain, but at that point in time he was supposed to be Kamin, in order to remember these people, so they would exist in his mind. The twenty minute lifetime has its own purpose, even if we do not understand why at the time.