Often times we don't have a choice in Change...
it picks us up and carries us in a current all of it's own.
Yesterday we added a new little guy to our home.
He had spent the first 2 months of his life cooped up in a barn..in a 12 x 5 space. He had never gone outside or felt the snow or breathed fresh air. For 2 months he was enclosed with his 9 other puppy siblings, seeing only a person or 2 a few times a day during feedings.
And it should be embraced. Even if painful.
Within 4 hours he experienced more than he had in all the 8 weeks he had been alive:
He left his 4 sisters and parents.
Felt the snow on his nose.
Road in a vehicle for 30 minutes.
Made to wear a collar.
Ran into a neighborhood dog which scared him barkless.
Met more people than he knew existed.
Was bathed in a tub full of dog bubbles and water.
Was put into a new space.
By the time that was all done, he was exhausted and laid there hiccupping himself to sleep.
Yes. I know. He's a puppy.
And comparing the change in the life of an animal seems ridiculous when we compare it with that of a human being.
And yet...the similarities are there.
It's an overwhelming and often shocking feeling, revealing things about yourself that you didn't know existed.
And then...not are you only dealing with the change itself...but the effects of it.
Often times it left me breathless and all I could do was wonder where my next breath was coming from.
And yet...somehow...I always caught the next one.
We don't always ask for change.
But it's inevitable.
Nothing is worse than a stagnant pool of water, unmoving and growing nothing new.
So when that storm of unasked for change sweeps you off your feet and pulls you into it's relentless current-
In the end you will be nothing but grateful you didn't cling to where you were.