Change isn’t always
bad. Sure, we hope traditions will survive the tides of change. We are
creatures of habit, and in being habitual, we are taught that our traditions
define a very important piece of who we are.
But what defines us
when traditions fall to the waist side of those who don’t hold it in the same
esteem? Do we decide to hate the game, throw a fit, and take our ball home or
do we find something to anchor our old traditions with their new doctrine of thinking?
We cling so tightly to
what was that we don’t see what can be. Grow or perish, sink or swim, flourish
or shrivel up, we can’t expand our experiences if we keep embracing
stagnancy. We must move, we must grow, we must move forward. WE MUST CHANGE,
IT’S INEVITABLE!
If I have to be the
one to break the news, so be it … STAGNANCY ISN’T AN OPTION. You must
bend and sway or you will live your entire life miserable. And who wants that?
(put your hand down!) Nobody in their right mind says, “Ummm, I think I wanna
be miserable today.” At least, nobody, I know. When you spend your time
looking back at what was, you will end up tripping over what can be.
Listen, take it from
me, the de la O’s have had some pretty hard couple of months. My family hasn’t
lived in stagnancy at all. We’ve endured so much pain and suffering, we’ve lost
and found only to lose again. It doesn’t matter at this point what happened or
what is still happening, what matters at this point is what we decide to do
with what keeps showing up in our lives. It’s picking up what was and seeing
how we can take the part that matters to us and leave the rest behind.
And even though it seems like our lives are spiraling out of control, we
have to find the parts that serve our highest and best good. We have to place
our feet on the floor and take that first step into the day. It’s hard, believe
me, I know. But we have to give it a shot. Change is inevitable.
Things fall away, new
things show up, it’s uncomfortable, it’s irritating, it’s life. In the last
couple of months, I haven’t given thanks for the day the Universe has given me.
I’m embarrassed to say, I’ve been asking what next, God? What are you throwing
my way today, Universe? More death? Pain? Suffering? Chaos? And I’d be damned
because that shit I was asking for kept showin’ up! More chaos, more pain,
suffering, and yes, even death showed up in my life. I spent so much time
cowering to the idea that some “other shoe” was going to drop that I’ve been
living in the effect of my thinking instead of being the creator of my thought.
I’ve allowed the
conditional thinking of yesterday paint today’s landscape. I’ve been so
conditioned by events in my life that I totally forgot that I have a choice. I
can choose my reaction. I get to choose the way I react to life. Sure bad
things are going to happen, I’m gonna struggle through events, and yeah, I’m
going to lose people and things I love. It’s life, and being my life I have to
choose how I react. It’s my life and I’m responsible for it. Today, for the
first time in a long time, I feel like I am strong enough to take
responsibility for my life again.
With LOVE and
COMPASSION,
Gretchen
de la O
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