Facing the music

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I noticed something about myself a week or so ago.  I can be a feet dragger when I have something I need to do — whether work or non-work related.  It could be tackling a chore on my list, making a phone call, dealing with a relationship that has run its course or any number of things.  On this particular day in reference, I was dilly-dallying before I was supposed to leave for the gym.  Perhaps subconsciously I was thinking if I wasn’t ready to go on time, I wouldn’t have to go.  And then after work I had a half-dozen things I needed to do, including dusting my office and cleaning the master bathroom.  Oh, but first I should fold the laundry.  Did I preheat the oven for dinner?  What about getting the mail?  In a past post I referred to this as making excuses to avoid the inevitable, which is exactly what it is.  So I decided from now on, either I don’t schedule it, or I suck it up when it’s time to face the music.

Are you a feet dragger or always ready to tackle things heads-on?

Take the pain out of change

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When you resist change, you experience emotional pain and physical pain.
When you welcome change, you relax and open to new possibilities.
Resistance is an experience of fear and doubt,
and openness is an experience of love and trust. ~ Gary Zukav

Last week, a close friend pointed out my dislike of change.  Along this same vein, another accused me of being fearful.  I wouldn’t say it’s fear, per se, just that my fondness for routine tends to be rather overpowering.  I’ve rambled about change in the past — how it’s easy to get stuck in a rut, to live the status quo.  Shortly after the conversation about my aversion to change, I ran across the above quote.  Talk about the error of my ways practically biting me in the butt.  Not only have I been dealing with emotional pain, but it’s manifested itself in physical discomfort.  Because the truth is: I’ve been resisting change … not sure I “have the guts.”  But I want to be the person who welcomes change.  I want to relax and be open to new possibilities.  I don’t want fear or doubt to keep me in chains.  And when I come right down to it, change isn’t the painful part (for me, anyway).  It’s resisting, rather than welcoming, what is truly an inevitable in life.  From this day forward, I choose love and trust.

Is change something you typically resist, or welcome?