Change is a daily occurrence in my life today, but I still seek it further. Change I have always sought out, for my health or against. We have a co-dependent relationship this dashing, glamorous change and I. Sometimes he sweeps me so far down the road, I can hardly recognize the pattern of my own footsteps.
What I’m trying to say, artfully, is change just for the sake of change is not always what I/we need. Change can be a façade as well. One that I build for myself as in “the grass is always greener”…As I write, I remember that omnipotent, patient master I’ll meet one day. Balance is what I need, change is what I’m seeking.
My mother was sick, still I changed
My brother was alone, still I changed
My lover left his son, still I changed
My mother died, still I changed
Now I can’t find her because I’ve been so busy with all this change.
Change is a gift, change is a distraction.
What do I want now? What more can I want? I want the change, the big one.
You know what I’m talking about. The one where you live in balance and no longer seek change. You seek nothing. Not because you have no passion, but because your passion so deeply sustains you that it is your family, friend, lover; earth, air, fire, water all within.
Nirvana, right?
