we tend to think others make them.
they are foisted upon us.
sheets upon sheets layered upon our lives
suffocating our best attempts, our best ideas.
nasty feeling changes
like lit matches flicked at our feet to make us
jump out of the way
dance a new step
jitter in fear
forget who we are and what we stand for
what we believe in
what matters.
who makes the changes?
we wrestle over the control panel
where life's decisions are made,
we prefer the passenger seat instead of the driver's
we stay within the flock where our visibility is obscured.
we choose to pass the reins
giving others credit for the changes.
the layers of sheets accumulate making us feel burdened
pressed upon
stressed
we point fingers and blame, blame, blame.........
as we jump through hoops
as we slump against the wall feeling defeated
tired, heavy, anxious
about changes.
Under all apathy is a searing simmering anger. We leave it to fuel its own flames and it will scorch us by sucking the oxygen out of our energy. But, if we acknowledge it and use it, our anger can be a motivating agent for recognizing our own empowerment. Changes are catalysts. Changes kick apathy in the ass while luring the motivating fire in the belly to take control and make the best of what life throws our way.
Gotta light our own matches.
Gotta recognize that changes are made by none other than ourselves......or at least our response to them.
time to get out of the rocking chair..........and move forward.
5 comments:
i can hear mr bowie singing in the wee hours of the morning here as the sun arrives once more from the sea....
i acme across this quote a while back;
Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine. ~Robert C. Gallagher
paul......"Time may change me
But I cant trace time" :) Mr. Bowie is a favourite at this house.
the sun is just over my horizon here.....early morning. its nice to see i t again after a week of rain. It's leaving a glow on the flowers......beautiful and hopeful.
Change is afoot on Big Island - and it is not good. Not all change is good, methinks.
Our home is soon to be overwhelmed by 500 foot (50 story!) automatons which cut a swath through the air the size of two football fields.
Swoosh, Swoosh, Swoosh ad nauseum, leading to migraines, sleepless nights (not more of those!!) dizziness, nausea, and more.
Massive, 300 tonne industrial monsters coming to live on our little island - government mandated change....the worst kind!
Daisy? Robots are invading your beautiful island? :) Windmills? Radio towers?
How outrageous and sad.....
No, you're very right.....some changes absolutely suck. I'm living one right now....in a new office building in the middle of nowhere........my office is tucked away out of sight and mind.....not a happy camper here. however, have applied for YET ANOTHER job (can you use a wine promoter??)....counselling position at UNB. I don't know whether it's already pegged for someone, but we'll see.
wish i could run away and go hang out in the craft shop.
Daisy....i am serious about the sales thing. :) if you do have any leads on sales, promotions etc with other companies.....maritime preference.......can you let me know? The private sector is where i need to be.
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