Change is inevitable, a consistent variable in our journey. How we adapt to change becomes a building block for future encounters with life’s altering experiences. We can either celebrate a new normal as a regenerating adventure, or fearfully fixate on resistance to a retooling of our adapting skills.
As I get older, I embrace change after the initial shock of it. The wind blows the last notes of my fear away like a Fall Norther blows away the last vestiges of summer. In its place, I pick up the sweet smelling, cool, cleansing notes of a new season. The fresh fragrance of change leads me towards new adventures waiting for me if I would just lift my hanging head and glance around. It reminds me of strolling around the curving pathways in my garden and seeing glimpses of new growth, sprouting seeds, and spreading perennials on all sides.
Change can present me with a new idea that I wouldn’t have seen otherwise. What do I do these days with change? I chase the opportunities! In the creativity process of following the scent of new ideas, I heal from the negative ramifications of change.
My happiness, my sense of fulfillment is my responsibility, not anyone’s else’s. Break free from the isolation, foreboding, gloom, and victimhood imprisoned within the fear of change!
What are you waiting for?
He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.