Endings ...and Beginnings

Do you know when to let go?  When it's time to be finished with a project, person or thing?  How do you end the relationship, business, job?
Even when it's obvious that something needs to change, it sometimes (or most times) is hard to pull the plug, cut the cord, close the account.  I think most of us have difficulty with change. The familiar is comforting. We know what's expected and how to do it, as well as the probable outcome.  We might not like the process or the result, but somehow still feel safe.
I think feeling sad about letting go is normal.  We must allow ourselves a little time to grieve over lost potential, because that's really what it's all about.  We fall in love with the potential of a situation.  When things don't go as we had hoped we must admit to ourselves (our biggest critics), that we have somehow failed at the endeavor, even if the ending was our choice.
I struggle with these feelings now, as my art and business are evolving in a different direction.  I feel stuck and uninspired.  I also know that this feeling will pass. I must allow myself to feel it fully, then let it go.
Because I know at the end of the road, another path will appear.  I must be patient with myself, and let things happen as they must.
But, it doesn't make it any easier.

The beauty of the bouquet is not diminished by the different flowers; instead, it is enhanced by the individual beauty of each blossom.

Change is the only thing we can count on

Just when you get comfortable, along comes change, whether or not it was invited.  Even if it's needed, desired, even requested, it's never exactly what is expected or envisioned.  Not quite the right order, but the waitress is gone and there is no sending it back. Once the Universe gets wind of change, it carries it along eagerly and mischievously.

Except that you don't want to play.  We want our old favorite, even if it's unhealthy or dangerous.  Like a grilled cheese sandwich; crispy, buttery, melt-in-your-mouth delicious, never mind the calories or cholesterol. Call the waitress, get rid of that salad!

But, while you wait, why not take a little taste, see what all the fuss is about.  The tomato is sweet, greens are refreshing and the dressing is tangy.  Interesting. Maybe you should do that thing, walk that way, ride that wave.  Maybe the weather is different, but in a not-so-bad kind of way.  The people speak slowly, but their  insight is refreshing.  And the city-well, if you could taste it you might say it was tangy, in an interesting kind of way.  .

Maybe the change means riding the wave, doing that thing, walking that way.  Maybe this was all meant to be part of it

from the very beginning, even if you still want the grilled cheese.

Another Summer

Here I am again, another summer in this furnace of a city.  Already I feel my positive energy slipping away and looking for cooler climes, listening for the whisper of waves.  I should be accustomed to this by now, my twelfth year in this unforgiving place, yet I am not.  What will it take for me to get through these midyear months?  The thought of escape, or the practice of mindfulness, putting one foot in front of the other, or knowing that each minute passing is one I can bear?  I will try to appreciate what I can, and know that I can get through, and remember those places that nourish me. 

Giving Tuesday-Make It Count!

The holidays tend to bring out the gift-giver in many of us.  Sometimes that's a good thing, other times the money spent on trinkets and such should have been put to better use.  Today we have an opportunity to satisfy the urge to give and see a tangible result.

Please read this:
https://www.giveforward.com/fundraiser/79c3/christianhannahshandicapvanfund

I challenge you to make this kid's dream a reality.  I bet you'll feel pretty good afterwards.  It's always the little things that make the biggest difference.
Peace-