CHANGE
Where there is change, there is life.
Stagnation is the first sign of death and decay.
When winter arrives, the tree does not struggle
to hold onto its leaves, it simply lets them fall
trusting a new season will come.
We suffer when we resist change,
we suffer by holding on when
it is time to let go.
Whether a shift has taken you off guard
or has been galvanizing you to act
through a growing restlessness
the willingness to embrace
change empowers you.
Change requires courage, of which
you have plenty of stored reserves.
So allow yourself to develop and grow.
Allow yourself to enjoy the process
by letting life support and surprise you
with gifts you could never imagine.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING
CHANGE
Where there is change, there is life. Stagnation is the first sign of death and decay.
When winter arrives, the tree does not struggle to hold onto its leaves, it simply lets them fall trusting a new season will come.
We suffer when we resist change,
we suffer by holding on when it is time to let go.
Whether a shift has taken you off guard or has been galvanizing you to act through a growing restlessness
the willingness to embrace change empowers you.
Change requires courage, of which you have plenty of stored reserves.
So allow yourself to develop and grow. Allow yourself to enjoy the process by letting life support and surprise you with gifts you could never imagine.
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pOEM BY MEGAN KING