Turn and Face the Strain Ch-Ch-Changes

We are smack dab in the middle of some major life changes here at Casa Potter. It's been...overwhelming. I decided to dig up a post from my archives I wrote way back when I first started this little ol' blog of mine. It's apt as we move towards a new adventure. A caveat, I used to write in lower case letters, but I decided that unless it was poetry or I was channeling e.e. cummings, it was derivative at best. Do forgive.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
Margot Potter
Copyright 2006
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"turn and face the strain, ch-ch-changes."

ah, change. the only constant. and in my lifetime perhaps the only moor to which i can ever dock my sailboat. i have moved 27 times in my life.

27 endings...27 beginnings...27 major sweeping reality shifts...27 hellos...27 good-byes...27 opportunities to reinvent myself.

man...am i tired.

it's funny because so much of life is change, and yet the thought of instigating sweeping changes absolutely terrifies us. because we have no freaking clue what might happen if we push the button, right? will the great glass elevator really shatter into a million pieces...and if it might should we push the button anyway...just to see? it is good to stand on firm ground, but i think it might also be good to rock the earth under our feet a little every now and again. Keeps us on our toes...makes us feel that rush of living.

"to make a beginning, there must be an ending...the end is where we start from."
t.s. elliot

albert einstein theorized that if we stood in space and could see to its farthest reaches we would see the back of our own head. now that's a circle for you! maybe reality is a circle and not a straight line...and our feeble attempts to change that are wasted effort.

ultimately, it isn't the external change that matters, because if we don't make a quantum shift inside of ourselves then no matter where we go, the scenery all starts to look the same.

change may be good or maybe not so much, but regardless of its merits it is impossible to avoid.

"time may change me...but i can't trace time..."