Signs and Portents

I'm becoming aware of an alarmingly high rate of change in my life and in the lives around me. Almost everyone I know is affected in one way or another, though each person's change isn't necessarily related to each other, except for the fact that I bear witness. Some is for better, some is for worse, and some has the potential to be awesome but scares the shit out of me.

I feel like a palm tree on the beach, with the outer bands of a hurricane whipping at my leaves, shifting the sand at my feet, and rearranging the landscape. Change is a lot like the wind, in that it can stagnate for a while, but every once in a while a gust rolls through and mixes everything up. That gust, when it's past me, just continues on to the next guy, and the next... just flowing on to someone new, working it's way across the globe; Great waves of energy sweeping around the world.

Only a few short months ago I was so desperate for a change, and I was ready to take drastic measures to obtain it. Instead, I held back, and stewed in my anxious wanderlust. Now, since I did not go to seek change myself, the world has brought it to me. Emotionally, I've run a gauntlet over the last two weeks, and I foresee more extremes in the immediate future. Well, ya know what? Let it come. "A man needs new experiences, or something sleeps within him, and seldom awakens." - Dune (1984).

We have nothing to fear. If you're scared or nervous, frightened, angry, lost... lift your eyes back up to the horizon. The first light of a new dawn is upon us all. Let it wash over you, through you, until you are saturated by it's warmth. Then, when it has filled you completely and you're ready to burst, grab hold, close your eyes, and let me carry you on my shoulders. We'll wade through your troubles until we reach drier shores. To all my friends, I love you.