
Things are changing.
I observe a world where the only thing we can guarantee is nothing will be the same. I think I enjoy this chaos nature. It wasn’t something I always embraced. I still observe my tendency to control. That last bit of effort to make things feel as if they’ll be better once I decide how it should be. I’m realizing I miss out a lot on life when I do this. Protecting myself from the pain or struggles gets exhausting. Ironically, I realize it would have been easier to show up for the lesson and take the bruises. ...


