Let the rebel rise
It starts as a small whisper.
Something needs to change.
It tugs at the corners of our busy lives. It will not be silenced.
We try to ignore it.
Then we find ourselves awake at 2:23AM.
The whisper has become a roar.
Change to what, how? The answers do not come easily.
Just the certainty that change needs to happen.
There is no particular formula for solving the riddle. Except attending to it. Inquiring into it.
Something needs to change.
Life has taught me that on the other side of change I am more whole.
Today I contemplate significant change. At some point in our life we know that tinkering with change is a declaration of our fearful selves keeping things neat and tidy.
Let the rebel rise.
May 15th 2018
Photo Taken September 30th 2014
