In 1725, Italian composer Antonio Vivaldi published what would become the
greatest and most recognized of his pieces: The Four Seasons. Composed into four
concertos, one for each season, Vivaldi beautifully orchestrated the four seasons of
Earth into music. Elite Club this year is showcasing a juggling rendition of The Four
Seasons, and it is easily becoming one of my favorite routines that I have ever been a
part of in my six years as a Jughead.
However, the seasons mean something a little different to me. I easily associate
the ever-changing seasons of Earth to the ever-changing seasons of one’s life. I’m
getting older and I have recently made the realization as the hype for Juggle Jam is
rising, that I have one year left following this show. My mind begins to ask itself how I
might make the most of my final year and what legacy I’d like to leave behind. It is a
hard realization to make, especially for someone like me, because I struggle with heavy
nostalgia. In the last year I have found myself quickly thinking of past years and
wonderful memories I made with friends that have since graduated from JH. This isn’t
wrong itself, but as a result it can be easy for me to also miss living in the present. As
my best friend and other people close to me begin to make preparations for graduating
this year, I am reminded to hold every second that I have with them now, knowing that
there will be a new season around the corner.
Sometimes the anticipation for the next season can be difficult. If I am
comfortable with where my life is now, it’s not easy for me to get excited for the
inevitable change. But, as much as I’d like to, I can’t say to the Earth, “Actually, hold on
just one second, I think I’d like to stay here a little bit longer.” No, instead I have to put
one foot in front of the other and be open to what may come next. We have seen a lot of
change in this world since the last time I wrote for a newsletter, but such is the way that
the world — and life — is. Some seasons are more difficult than others, but there is so
much growth that can come from the ground once covered in frost; we see it at about
this time every year as the trees begin to bud and the birds begin their morning
melodies once again.
As I get excited to perform this Juggle Jam “season” with some of my friends for
their final year, and just another year in the books for others of us, I work hard to stay
grounded in the moment, because in just a second, that moment will become a memory.
I’ll have all my life to appreciate that memory, but I don’t have all my life to
appreciate that moment. The seasons will change, and sometimes I anticipate it, while
other times I am anxious about what comes next. But through my years, I have learned
the importance of living and enjoying each day as it is given to you, and that you never
know what adventures may be around the corner.