Everything changes.
Yana Northen • 10 June 2025
Everything changes. Sometimes, change doesn’t come through events but through the way we see the world. This is a story about how a solitary tree became a mirror of inner movement.
I arrived in Germany earlier than planned.
My former husband had passed away, and my daughter flew to his funeral.
During the day, I kept myself busy. But in the evenings, I would quietly sit in the garden.
Spring was already in full bloom, and everything around me was fragrant with life.
My attention was drawn to a bare tree — one that didn’t seem to belong in this lush landscape.
I don’t know why, but I began photographing it every day.
It became something more than just a tree.
Perhaps a reminder.
Perhaps an answer to a question.
That everything changes.
Absolutely everything.
Mood. Light. Weather.
Our state of mind.
We change — with age, with experience, with loss.
Relationships shift.
Our perception of life transforms.
And that’s what life is:
A constant flow.
A never-ending “now” that soon becomes “yesterday.”
Sometimes, it feels like nothing is happening — like you’re standing still.
But that’s not true.
Movement is always happening, even when you can’t see it.
Sometimes, the only thing you need —
is simply to be.
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