In an earlier post, I wrote about how the only constant in life is change. Oxymoronic, I suppose.
Take a pencil. Hold it out in the palm of your hand. Is your hand steady? Does it shake? Does your hand wobble a bit, up and down. Your muscles aren’t able to hold something steady like that. Not really. They are pulling both up and down at the same time. Your brain and your eyes tell your your muscles dozens of times a second how to move to keep your palm up and in the same position holding that pencil.
I think life is sort of like that, too. We are always forced to adapt to new things, new changes, new experiences, new conditions that make up our ever-changing world. The trouble comes in when we resist those changes. We fight tooth and nail (figuratively, of course) to keep things as they were, but things are never as they were. That’s the big joke. The more we fight it, the more miserable we are.
There are certain people in my life who are unable to come to terms with the fact that I am not the same person that I was a few years ago. Circumstances and a desire to grow as a person have caused this change. What used to be the norm for me has changed and it’s hard for them to come to terms with that. What’s really hard for them to see is that this new me is a more healthier me. Maybe one day things will click.
And now that I think about it, I wonder if they themselves haven’t changed somewhat. Hard to say, really. I can’t assume anything either way. Not until I think about this some more.
In any case, life has something planned for you. Be ready for it. Big or small, it will require of you an adjustment. I guarantee it.