Change is inevitable

Change is inevitable



Change. A word that conjures up fear in some and eagerness in others. Change is inevitable. Without change life would be boring. Why do some fear change? Why do some eagerly await change?

Fear of change is generally rooted in the fact that most of us have a routine that we move thru on a daily basis. When the routine is set off course it disrupts us. Sometimes the disruption is pleasant and sometimes it is painful. At the end of the day the change had to happen but it doesn't mean it was easy and sometimes it is a rare treat.


Eagerness of change is generally rooted in the fact that most of us deny the adventurous part of our souls. When we take the opportunity to be adventurous we have fun. Having fun is what reminds us that change can be enjoyable and that we are alive.


Change happens all the time around us. Sometimes we forget to take time and look around to notice it. Perhaps it is a coworkers hair cut or a new outfit that just suits her. Perhaps it is an alternate route that forces you into an unfamiliar part of town but you pass by a little shop that turns out to be just what you were looking for. Perhaps it is a different way to attack an issue at the office that you've never tried. Perhaps it is just the way someone looks at you. Change can be exciting, terrifying, relatively unnoticeable - but it is there.

Take time to look around. Notice the changes that you often take for granted. Enjoy and celebrate change rather than fear it. You never know what that one moment of change can bring to your life until you do.




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