Is there a limit to the number of experiences a person can contain?  Or their depth?  How many places can one go before they cease to tug at one's identity?  How many people can one love before they cannot love any more?  Does the space for these things grow larger the more we do?  How do these changes affect the heart?

Whether it is the space travelled over the globe, or the transformations that happen within, people encounter so many things, so many places, so many relationships, so many changes.  And they experience so many challenges, most without their knowing.

And if we may not know all the personal things that challenge us, perhaps there are also such things in those around us of which we are unfamiliar. How much can a person carry?

Perhaps it is impossible to know.  Life is challenging.  Time accrues changes and tests the tenacity of the heart.  How do we treat ourselves in the midst of it?  How do we treat others?