We desire change. We pray for change. We inquire with others about impending change. We want to see into the future so we know for sure, there will be change.
However, we usually want it to go a particular way. Yet when it comes...
When it begins to show up, talk with us, reveal to us, poke us, implore us to change, what is our response? I know for me, although I actually have a need to experience continued "growth", I first put on the brakes. I dig in my heels. I clench my tummy. I hold onto the present with both hands. I find reasons to negotiate with change. I ask many questions to maker sure it is in line with my integrity. I take a out a microscope and focus and refocus to make sure I am seeing as much as possible. I ruminate about it. I talk with others about it. All in an effort to stave it off!
As if I have any control. :0
Change stands stock still in front of me. Change continues poking around and moving things, people, ideas, and opportunities. Change packs up the boxes of my life. Change keeps moving forward no matter my fear, sadness, anxiety, excitement, or curiosity.
In the end, all I can do is say "yes." There is no other response. The quicker I can actually BE a yes, the less pain involved. The less deterioration I have to sit in. The less suffocated I will feel as the oxygen of what was, is no longer. It has moved on. It is breathing life into Change.
However, we usually want it to go a particular way. Yet when it comes...
When it begins to show up, talk with us, reveal to us, poke us, implore us to change, what is our response? I know for me, although I actually have a need to experience continued "growth", I first put on the brakes. I dig in my heels. I clench my tummy. I hold onto the present with both hands. I find reasons to negotiate with change. I ask many questions to maker sure it is in line with my integrity. I take a out a microscope and focus and refocus to make sure I am seeing as much as possible. I ruminate about it. I talk with others about it. All in an effort to stave it off!
As if I have any control. :0
Change stands stock still in front of me. Change continues poking around and moving things, people, ideas, and opportunities. Change packs up the boxes of my life. Change keeps moving forward no matter my fear, sadness, anxiety, excitement, or curiosity.
In the end, all I can do is say "yes." There is no other response. The quicker I can actually BE a yes, the less pain involved. The less deterioration I have to sit in. The less suffocated I will feel as the oxygen of what was, is no longer. It has moved on. It is breathing life into Change.
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