Monday, December 12, 2011
That's me, at the moment. In just about every important way I can think of.
I'm between jobs.
Between life stages.
It's not a bad thing.
But it's uncomfortable.
In spite of that,
I am happy for it.
When our lives are settled "in" something
And everything seems packaged and certain
We miss the fact that life is change,
and we are, in fact, always "between".
And in times like this
It is easier to look outside those "mini-worlds" that I can be in or between...
And see the bigger reality
That holds me
And will never let me go.