Change

I read this poem today and thought of you. It was given us as educators, but I think applies to us also. The author is unknown, but came from AOL.



The winds of change blow through our life,
Sometimes gently, sometimes like a tropical storm.
Yes, we have resting places--time to adjust to
Another level of living.
Time to get our balance,
Time to enjoy the rewards,
We have time to catch our breath.

But change is inevitable, and good.

Sometimes, when the winds of change begin to rustle,
We're not certain the change is for the better.
We may call it stress or a temporary condition,
Certain we'll be restored to normal.
Sometimes, we resist. We tuck our heads down and
buck the wind, hoping that things will quickly calm
donw, get back to the way things were.

Is it possible we're being prepared for a new "normal"?

Change will sweep through our life, as needed,
To take us where we're going....

Today, may we let go of our resistance to change
And be open to the process.
Let's believe that the place
We'll be dropped off will be better
Than the place where we were picked up.....



Today's diddy: "If you quit, you lose nothing."--Patty Hewitt, Leader