Whatever way the election goes, this is certain: Change is afoot!
From an Ann Holt book I read recently called:
What Never Happens-
“There’s no point in discussing anything anymore. Certainly not in the papers. People are more interested in making extreme statements and elegantly crucifying their opponent to make themselves look good, rather than discussing an issue properly. Elucidating the matter.
Gaining insight. Sharing knowledge.” End quote
It’s not a book I especially enjoyed (especially the ending) but it’s interesting to note that this book (and subsequent quote) was written in 2004 —
and Holt is Norwegian; not a U.S. American. There’s not only intelligent thought there, but relevant insight too.
That said, this blog entry celebrates change- something I’m averse to as a general rule, but change can be
necessary while difficult as all get out;
thought provoking while infuriating and even
Let’s start with “necessary change.”
I weighed nearly 70 pounds more than I do now a little over a year ago. Some neighbors remarked they figured it was due to “my medication.”
That’s not true. I don’t take anything with weight gain as a side effect. I was happy, and being thus, I stagnate.
Same old. I don’t like to talk about it because that’s my life: seesaw -seesaw.
1) I couldn’t rake leaves, shovel snow, chase kids. I missed River Walks, hikes and Kick The Can with my grandson.
2) I had chest pains, shortness of breath and the like. If I’d continued on my path, I could’ve shaken hands with Diabetes.
3) Autoimmune problems (mine is overactive and attacking me -especially my skin) brings fatigue and pain and those in turn breed inactivity. Inactivity is a host for weight gain.
Change was necessary but not to be hurried. Motivation soon became queen of the kingdom. I’m not a vain person but I FEEL better. One day at a time. Slow to change is paramount, like simmering a sauce all day and tweaking the taste as flavors slowly marry. Little changes add up to big end results.
I mentioned “thought provoking change which is also infuriating.”
My grandchildren and I raised a rather beautiful moth from pupa to wing hood.
I’m infuriated because although I supplied it with sugar water, it died. It’s my fault. I didn’t want to release it until the rain let up, but in retrospect I should have done so as nature provides in its own way.
The 3rd type of change I mentioned is the “liberating” kind.
In my personal life I’ve stood up for changes I needed and let go of belittling influences. This is heartbreaking in its way but liberating too. It’s made me closer to whole, but like a mosaic -fractured in some way too. That’s okay for now.
I’m not yet where I want to be. And I’ve no idea what changes are in store in regard to climate:
personally, health wise, and politically as well as literally; “our climate.”
But I know this; change can be painful and necessary and thought provoking and all the things I said.
My son Jeff and his significant other Diane also raised a moth from cocoon: