Just as the younger me spent hours attempting to root myself in an moving and changing climate, the older me frequently attempts to find consistency amongst change.
This is a difficult task, and it's a task many of us take on. Over and over again, we learn that the one thing we can invariably count on is that there will be change. Like it or not, things will be as they are until they aren't. Sometimes we know that change is coming. At times we fear it. Other times we anticipate it. Some of us hunker down. We put our feet in the ground, and we refuse to move with the change. We get stuck, and fall behind. Then there are those of us who attempt to control the change. We try to force it. Knowing growth will come, we apply pressure to our circumstances in an attempt to coerce the change into something that is predictable and expected.
Our varied reactions are a result of discomfort. Change is hard. As a young professional first entering the world of mental health, this was my mantra. I found myself labeling this for kids, parents, and colleagues frequently. Change is hard, and we so rarely allow ourselves to acknowledge that. We want to be okay with change. We need to "be chill" and roll with the punches, but it sucks and we invalidate that all the time.
Change is a fact of life. Our brains and bodies are constantly growing and stretching. The seasons change, and bring a multitude of weather systems. People come and go. Buildings go up. Trees fall down. The ground moves. The waves crash. The world spins...endlessly.
All we can do is look for an opportunity to hop on the merry-go-round, be still, and experience the changes as they come.
