“Charitably... I think... sometimes, perhaps, one must change or die. And, in the end, there were, perhaps, limits to how much he could let himself change.”
“Death’s a funny thing. I used to think it was a big, sudden thing, like a huge owl that would swoop down out of the night and carry you off. I don’t anymore. I think it’s a slow thing. Like a thief who comes to your house day after day, taking a little thing here and a little thing there, and one day you walk round your house and there’s nothing there to keep you, nothing to make you want to stay. And then you lie down and shut up forever. Lots of little deaths until the last big one.”
In Tarot it is.
Yup. Transitional state.
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Change typically means giving up the old for either nothing or to get something new. That's what death is. We can argue about whether we are "exchanging this life" for anything new after, some people think you do and some of us think you're just dead. But it's basically a change. And I feel like the little losses accumulated over a lifetime prepare one to face the final loss/change.
I'm also a firm believer in change or death. Basically you change to accommodate your new environment (because the world keeps changing around you) and if you do not change, you still eventually become isolated from a world that you no longer recognize (as if you are frozen in time) or you die because you cannot survive in the world you find yourself in. When you stop changing, you calcify and it's kind of an early metaphorical death even when not literal, because you're not changing and growing.