In the Strangest Places…

I’m in a place of…movement…what I used to call…change…that is until…Contemplation RockBertha…got a hold of me…reminding me that the only way to get where I want to be…is to move…from where I am…

 
Somehow…I still find the thought of movement to be much less threatening than change…

 
So…my life is…moving…personally and professionally…the only problem is…I’m not sure where it’s going…or exactly how it’s gonna get there…and that is scary for me…so I tend to hold on to the status quo…

 
Bertha…in a rare tender moment…reminds me…I don’t have to know where I’m going…I don’t have to know how I’m going to get there…those are Divine details…all I have to do…is put one foot in front of the other…and take the steps that I am being led to take…

 
She promises me that everything I need will come to me when I need it…and will come from…the strangest places…places I couldn’t plan…because…that’s where miracles come from…

 
Hmmm…

 
Jane

The Winds That Blow…

Last night…just after dark…there was a lovely…lightning display…which started well before the rain…and…I knew what I had to do…sit on the porch…

I know…probably not the smartest thing to do…but…there was no thunder…so…it felt safe…and…besides…the wind was blowing…and…Bertha…can’t resist the wind that blows…before the storm…

I asked…Berthaas she danced under the flashing sky…what it is about the wind…that mesmerizes…her…that always pulls her outside…and…me…along with her

Her answer…was both…familiar…and…surprising…it’s the…movement…it’s the ending…of…what is…and…the beginning…of…what will be…AKA…change…that intrigues her…

I whined a bit…but…change…is…hard…change…is…painful…

She laughed…and…reminded me…that so is…staying where I am…being stagnant…is hard…is painful…and…it really isn’t…safe…like I sometimes try to tell myself it is…

She pointed to the trees…swaying…their leaves in a flurry…to the beauty of the natural order of things…reminding me…that when…change…blows through my life…I can…sway…or…I can…break…it’s a choice…I get to make…

And…then…the rains came down…and…she danced even more…

Jane