Constant Change

On Christmas Day I hiked to the place where we spread my husband’s ashes. I had not been there in over a year. It is a place I dearly love. I know it well. But on this day, I had a hard time finding it. In fact, I passed it and had to circle back. Then I realized NATURE IS CONSTANTLY CHANGING! Logs get moved; rocks shift. What I thought were solid markers are actually only temporary.

As I journaled and reflected on this experience, I wrote this intention: I yield to the constancy of change.

You write it: How well are you yielding to the constancy of change?