To say a shift has occurred is an understatement. Acquaintances have become dear friends. Dear friends have become ghosts. Family has shifted. Enemies have surfaced. I might have made a suggestion to the universe to give it to me in smaller doses because this has been one gigantic order...but the universe doesn't work that way.
When I was a kid at the beach I had this awesome yellow plastic sieve type thing. I would scoop up the sandy water and then like a miner from the old west...I would shake it. Sparkling stones and treasured shells might remain in the tray but the sand and junk would fall through. That is sort of how I have to approach it all now. In the big shakes...which ones are still there around you? Sparkling. Shiny. Which ones have abandoned you. Which ones have shifted off to the next wave.
They say that when you lose one angel you get a new one. My angels have come in many forms...but I know who they are. They are the ones who inspire and support me. The ones who make me laugh. Who poke. Who send words of kindness on days that are hard. The ones who feed me. The ones who make me feel welcome. The ones who have made this shift a little bit softer around the edges.
For a girl who isn't so fond of change...I'm hoping to just feel comfortable...at some point. I really hope it happens soon. I have worked my ass off to make things good between us and if you aren't accepting...I need to accept that. Another shift. Another change.
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