No matter how bad or good a situation, it will change.
Words of wisdom from a coffee table book on inspirational sayings; a chain e-mail your mother forwarded to you.
Last week, this became a tangible and indisputable truth for me; something I knew to be true all along but just never realized its very real implications.
Getting used to something-a relationship, a new job, a way of doing things-takes us to a very happy, or at least a placid, place. Enter change stage left, then, CUT. And vice versa, when the world is cruel and cold to the point where you resent gravity since it too brings you down, and even genuine bliss is temporary; all of a sudden, renaissance. A light, a spark, and an invigorating metamorphosis that gets you back to YOU.
My old job kept me busy, but largely confined me to the island of Manhattan. I was a pedestrian; I took trains and walked home. Then my new job gave me a car, and this reinvented the city for me, much to my dismay at first. Orange collages of parking tickets were strewn on my floor, time restrictions and parking regulations allowed the car itself to be my master. The air was heavy and it wasn't just the extreme heat, but pressures pushing down on me initiating from an increasingly turbid emotional state. Then, a light. I sought a garage to cope with car homelessness. I rekindled a relationship with an old friend, the holidays arrived, and a new attitude began to take shape; these little things, some external and out of my control, and others internal and in the scope of my control, began to reverse the funk I'd felt for months.
The renaissance had begun. The darkness and lies were slowing seeping out of the periphery and I was beginning to explore and discover my new role, see facets of the job that I'd never seen before only because they had not been illuminated in my mind. Although various elements in our life are always there, it's our attitude that determines whether or not we can experience them for what they really are.
So I felt the real change for the better. And it felt great.
Then, abruptly that role ended. In a very brief period, I was phased out of previously very accessible parts of my job.
Luckily since many of the desirable elements of life have been illuminated once again, I will not return to the darkness. I will move forward, cherishing the experience gained and the relationships developed in my previous role and continue to move one leg after the other, onward.
What other choice do I have?
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