It is most certainly unconventional. It causes us to move and shift, often pushing our limits to the absolute extreme. It is the only thing that the media, the weather, and our waste size have in common. There are countless songs written about it. It can bring unexpected joy or unexpected sorrow, and in its rawest form, it is one of the most terrifying things of this natural world… change. We, as mere mortals, from the time we can reason, to the time we breathe our last breath, are planning. We don’t merely plan for the big things such as college, marriage, or children; we plan for the most menial of things… lunch, next Tuesday, or what to wear three weeks from that current point in time, or even, and most ironic, change. Seriously… if one were to take a long enough moment to thing about it, it is made obvious: The fact that every person in this world at some point plans for change. As a society, we are constantly facing it down in an eye-to-eye standoff. It is as if our Blackberries and schedules are defensive ammunition to Change’s unpredictable ways. The battle is won before we can even draw our weapons. Change always wins. Trying to plan for change is a very radical way to think, and in most cases, is a complete waste of time. It’s ok. We all do it.
My life has changed more in the past 24 months than I can recall in its entirety. I know it is an odd comparison but it is honestly amazing to think that I am 20 years old and have attended two colleges, one being in a state, that prior to educational purposes, I had never even been to, moved three times. Yes. Three. I have broken and mended a single relationship more times than I really care to think about, I have had three different hair colors. I have made friends, and lost friends. I have started a job that I never saw myself doing in a million years. I have changed my major. I have had to come to terms with my first love going to a dessert far, far away to fight a war that I don’t believe in. and currently, as anyone could predict, I am planning; planning on attending my third school… all in a measly two years. How is it that so many people, roughly ages 18-24 think that a silly, fragile, practically futile plan could possibly map out some 4-6 years of life. It is never that easy and I’m figuring all of that out the hard way.
` At times, I completely contradict myself, and my funny little plans. There are days when I love putting on black tights, chunky jewelry and the latest trend of leather sandals. There are days that I absolutely look forward to scrubbing a slew of different women’s feet and picking out superficial nail polish colors, all while congenially debating the features of The Nook vs. The Kindle with my clients. There are days when I get irritated having to wait 5 minutes for my grande-unsweetened iced coffee… simply because I have somewhere to be. There are days when my very soul would surrender itself to only own an authentic Louis Vuitton Monogram Back-pack. Then, then are those other days. The days when I want to take off all of my make-up, put on my keens, and buy a plane ticket to the farthest place I have ever been to, for the sole reason that it is far away and unknown. There are days when my heart nearly bursts with jealousy for my big brother and the fact that he has hitch-hiked across this beautiful country… twice. There are days when I want to build a tree fort and not allow any boys to enter. There are days when I want to sell everything I own. Love with my hands, not my words, and be so much more than what I am. It is at this torturous place located somewhere between a $500 bag and dreads that something beautiful is awakened in a sleepy part of my spirit. My heart’s natural desire for change… imagine that… the very thing that scares most people in this world half to death is the one thing that our bodies cry for without our brains ever detecting it.
After all, every human at the end of the day wants the same things out of life: beauty, love, truth, and change. Today, embrace change… for in doing so, you are quite possibly opening up doors for lovely and wondrous things.d
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