And so...
There are times we move on. Times when we know that each experience has a beginning and an end and a beginning again. There is that moment of being called towards something different, something new. I hear it. I am aware of it. The wild call is strong in my ears and in my heart.
And yet...
I am not fully ready for this change. There is a sense of knowing that a few more things must fall into place first. Sometimes change happens whether we are ready or not - I know this. But, sometimes, change happens only when we are ready. Both are elements of grace. Being tossed in because You know we are ready even if we do not. Being supported and given time when we truly are not quite ready.
Thank You...
for all the ways life moves and changes and grows. When I see it in nature, it is always so gentle, so graceful, so beautiful and, well, so natural. It is the rhythm of life. It is the rhythm of my life. Remind me when I forget and resist or rush the natural dance of this movement, of this life. Throw me in when I resist a change I am ready for and remind me to be gentle with myself when I am not yet ready. Breathe in. Breathe out.
Photo: Geese in flight. Lake Sammamish, WA
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As always, Kerry, you've said it so gently, with that heartfelt tenderness and thoughtfulness. Change is rarely easy, and sometimes we need to leap into the change before we realise we are ready, as the old patterns hang on like grim death, creating fears, excuses and resistance, blinding us to the brighter times ahead. And, of course, if we need that bit of time, then knowing that the change will come can make that time more forgiving and let the change more gently unfold.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with moving on and moving forward, and let your changes and freedom be always gentle and light.
And thanks again for yet more gentle inspiration :)
Ian :)