Resistance to Change
I've been reflecting on my resistance to change.
Why am I?
I confess, I am a creature of habit, I wake nearly at the same time, I eat the same breakfast, and try my best to adhere to a similar schedule of sorts on a weekday basis. As you know, I'm a repeat offender eating a Cheerio breakfast. This repetitive process helps me maintain a level of contentment. I thrive on sameness.
In nature, nothing stays stagnant. Each day the sun shines differently as it cycles through seasons. The trees, flowers and wild animals change with the seasons and with their respective life cycle. I love to observe nature changing. I'll walk around with my camera in a state of wonder. This earth is beautiful. I am lucky to witness these seasonal changes.
Whether I want to admit it or not, change is a fact of life. We are all aging. We seek change in our life and sometimes we are handed some unpleasant changes -- maybe ill health, or challenging relationships or job/no job opportunities.
I am not in control of everything nor will I ever be.
My grandmother (mom's mom) was a superhero whenever life threw a curveball at her. She became a mother figure in her early teen years to her younger siblings to keep them out of foster care while her older siblings went out to work. My gram was amazing and grabbed changes head on.
I'd like to be more like her but I'm more like my mother who was resistant to change. Ah. Genetics.
So I embrace my daily sameness, sing praises to the mundane and know my limits to change.
However, while on vacation I did NOT eat Cheerios, I did NOT adhere to my routine schedule - I was free and unfettered with my full days out and about a noisy city.
How are you with change?
Thank you all for the well wishes, Holly is doing well and the medicine did the trick. Sometimes, there are moments when Frodo and Holly are quiet and respectful to each other. I love those moments and believe they are hints to my future once kitten-hood is near the end. Of course, the house can still be noisy with barking or hissing.
|peek a boo I see you|
|Frodo in his 'thoughtful spot'|
|the whiskers get me!|