There is nothing particularly specific, nor profound, about starting over for what feels like the hundredth time the thousandth time. So many of us go through this, time and time again, in various iterations of the many lives we lead throughout a lifetime. As anyone who’s dedicated themselves, willing or unwilling, to the pursuit of the course-correction on multiple occasions would know intimately well, with every big change comes big questions that demand big answers from the wells of us that always seem to run dry just when we need them most. The why’s, the how’s, the for-what’s.. These questions become that hollow lump that lodges itself in the throat, producing both panic and paralysis. We beg for answers like we beg for water in a drought; to soothe the friction, to wash away the dirt left behind from the last change, and to cleanse us so we may begin again anew.
Blue Herons are beautiful creatures to witness in the wild. They humbly boast a very stoic sense of grace, of dignity, and of patience. Their beautifully dynamic environments, bathed in water, in earth, and in air, appear to adapt to their presence, almost as if their calmness has the power to demand calmness. While simply being, they also somehow seem to exude immense amounts of ancient wisdom that nature has adorned them to possess. The world may ravage on around them, yet where they land, there they stand; in stillness, in peace, and in a knowing that all that is sought is already found, right here, within.
With every change, comes a leap of faith that the pain of change, no matter how much chaos may ensue, will somehow be lesser than the pain of staying the same. There is no change, particularly of larger magnitudes, that do not require a cost-benefit analysis of this nature, in some way, shape, or form. It is through courage, however, that we may practice giving ourselves the patience that we so badly require in such times of change. Stillness to create calm. Quiet, if only to allow ourselves to hear the water slowly filling in the wells of us, so we may quench the thirst we have had to answer all of our never-ending questions of whether or not this change was the right pursuit or not. The answers do come, albeit at what feels like at times at a drop-by-drop basis.. But they do, and will, come. Until then, we do possess choice in how we may influence our reality; we not need to react to the chaos, fuelling the flames of fear. Instead, why not take inspiration from the great Blue Heron, honouring the current iteration of our evolution with grace, with patience, and in peace?
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some little nothings 