Monday, 6 February 2012

Creating change; coping with change

“Fear, uncertainty and discomfort are your compasses toward growth.”
The little boy is a solider. What must be endured is endured. If it is a task, it is just a task. Nothing more and nothing less. Steady and solid, moving steadily not stuck. Change comes to him without too much contemplation. No fear, fear won't get him anywhere.

The others sway. The breeze does not push them forward and change doesn't come easily. Ideas and thoughts stay, and then fears are lodged. Feet are planted. Their bodies sway but their feet remain planted, stuck. They float; until things don't go their way, gusts of wind manage to push their feet forward. Reluctently, things begin to change. What was once a family, a group together in the car. Side by side laughing will be no longer, maybe (rather dramatically) never again; sitting there in the backseat of our car.

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