Introspection is coursing through me, with its quiet grace.
Coffee in my favorite chair.
I notice the things that are different in my life, today, compared to a year ago.
Six months ago.
We make choices and decisions, and the Universe responds with reactions and effects.
New stories unfold. Things are always evolving.
I have always been naturally inclined to feel sad about change. It could be the whispers of my mental illness that keep me clinging to the idea that things always have to be the same, but that's just not realistic.
I have spent (probably too much) time clinging to things that inhibited my growth and happiness because I (thought I ) couldn't handle the change.
So much so, that I became only a portion of myself.
Just a small piece of me- going through the motions and rituals of daily life.
Looking for light through cracks and crevasses.
When we choose to initiate change, in whatever form, sometimes (hopefully) we have company on our journey, but this isn't always the case.
Some will not join us on our new quest, and that has to be ok.
But some will, and we lean on those people because they let us. And in turn, we let them lean on us when they need it.
We look for the light in ourselves, and we try to surround ourselves with those that make it brighter.
And we look for the light in others, and try to make theirs brighter, too.
Growth and change are inevitable.
All we can do is look for the people who will hold our hand while it happens.