When change comes, it is hard to recognize it as opportunity. I know change is a fixture along with death and taxes. I know that, but it does not always make it easier. It takes trust in others who journey with me. Their eyes see what mine do not. Sometimes I want to jump hastily, at the wrong time. I hit a closed door, not yet opened Other times, I linger and the door swings shut. This time, I know it is right. I ready to embark and cross this new threshold. This is a point of entry, one of many. Be mindful as you cross this one and many others.
I feel a weight gone and creativity surging back to the fore.
I stand transfixed,
Not knowing what I see
It is unfamiliar
Troubled–
I see no adventure.
I feel your hand,
A gentle touch on my shoulder
It guides me forward,
My heart opens and listens–
A gentle voice softly speaks:
“Fear not.”
Urged on,
Invited in,
Welcome there,
I cross a new threshold
I am not alone;
You are with me.
Teacher as Transformer 