On Change and Giant Slingshots

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

There comes a time when things stop being the same. Change comes instantly and you have to adjust whether you like it or not. But it can also be a long, copious journey.

For the lucky ones it is easy, even enjoyable. An evolution into something different and new, good or bad. 

I am not lucky. Change is my enemy. But lately, I've been picturing myself sitting in the pocket of a giant slingshot, almost ready to get catapulted away. I hold back. Fear, resentment, indignation are sitting there with me. I fight with all my strength.

Is this how getting ready to change feels like? 
If yes, then I've better start preparing for the landing!