What does change look like. What does change feel like. Tonight it looked like and felt like a lone figure sitting at a corner table , back to the rest of the restaurant, facing a big floor to ceiling window over looking a lake. With the storm coming in the water was rough and the wind had bursts of crazy gusts.
The wine went down smooth. I made a silent toast to the next chapter. The next chapter. When do you know that exactly. It is so easy to stay. It is so hard to change. Maybe that is why most people don’t change. But if you don’t turn a page the next chapter is never revealed. No one said it would be easy….was the thought swirling in my mind. Yet then you just play it so safe that all that is left is what ifs. I decided not to live in the what if world.
I thought that risk meeting change is where life resides. You have to let go to reach the next ledge. And so I toasted risk. Life is fascinating. We live it forwards but it only makes sense backwards. I hope the look back will be kind.
The ageless experiment.
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