Change in different forms

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I went to school for 21 years. Which means, for the majority of my life, I always knew what this time of year was about: starting fresh, change, and new opportunity. This is also known as back to school season.

So it’s completely understandable that my mind has developed heightened anxiety lately about what comes next because, for the first time in 21 years, I’m not prepping to head back to school. But my soul is still restless for change.

There is this movie I love called Under the Tuscan Sun. In the film, the lead character comes to a point where she has no idea what to do with herself. And a friend tells her this story: “When I was a little girl I used to spend hours looking for ladybugs. Eventually I would get so tired I would fall asleep in the grass. But when I woke up, there were always ladybugs crawling over me.”

Her basic point was to stop waiting for something to change and just go do life. That’s when change happens.

I’ve recently been reading this great book by Bob Goff called Love Does. In one of the last chapters I finished, Bob encourages his readers to do the same thing. To go do. Simple as that.

It’s not always easy. Some days, like to day, I want to give up and nap all day because it just feels easier than figuring it all out. And it’s those times I know I need most to go do. To keep seeking whatever is coming next. To acknowledge those feelings of anxious uncertainty are present, but not allow them to stall me in my tracks.

What does one do this time of year instead of getting ready for school? What does change look like in a different place than a classroom? I guess I’m about to find out.

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