Sunday Sessions: Consistency and Change

Fall Fuschia

There is power in con­sis­tency! Some­one sig­nif­i­cant said this to me and I’ve never for­got­ten it. It’s some­thing that I strive for, but I also rec­og­nize with it, a woman’s pre­rog­a­tive to change her mind, or with the sea­sons as it were.

The song prod­ding this post along, a sum­mer hit in 2002 which still evokes strong feel­ing and inspires a cer­tain can-do spirit:

As “The First day of sum­mer…” crawls across the screen as a sort of head­liner at the begin­ning, I thought about just how much we ascribe to the impor­tance of sea­sons in our lives and the impetus/permission we feel it gives us to live or hiber­nate (die).

It’s a nat­ural incli­na­tion. You don’t have to be apart of some Eccle­sia to vibe with the truth of there being a time and place for every­thing under the sun. Truth hap­pen­ing all around us once again, and def­i­nitely with­out our permission.

And if you live in a place where the envi­ron­ment changes with any degree of pre­dictabil­ity every four months or so, you use these sea­sons as mark­ers and oppor­tu­ni­ties for change or some­times to revert.

“Come with me. Tomor­row ain’t guar­an­teed… Why don’t we? Why don’t we fall in love!?”

So I’ll focus on Fall. Not the pride com­ing before the fall, or falling in-love which I focused so heav­ily on last week, or the ‘we fall down and we get up’ mes­sage; but just the excuse that Fall usu­ally pro­vides for us to slip under cover once again—to hide what­ever strides we have made, or our missed goals, or the fail­ures of not mea­sur­ing up to stan­dards set, by soci­ety, fam­ily, friends or ourselves.

I’m in a Fall state-of-mind. Period!

How­ever, that doesn’t mean I want to hide, and it has noth­ing to do with resid­ing in a 24-hour mostly sun­shine clime and want­ing change. It sim­ply means that I don’t want to fight nature, but I want to thrive in it. I want to allow color to reign in my life, in my per­son­al­ity, in my smile, in my wardrobe. And maybe I’ll be stripped bare and hum­bled by a cer­tain lack, but that only pre­dicts the deep­est well of thanks for when I am full.

I’ve got some­thing kinda mirac­u­lous going on right now and I’m fully invested in the water­ing of that. But I know for a fact that too many times, I and you invest in sab­o­tage, because we want to tarnish/bruise the rose that already comes with thorns. Dis­com­fort is a nat­ural incli­na­tion of the liv­ing and breath­ing. You don’t need to pull any extra weight or drama. These things can find there own way in, espe­cially if you’re not proactive.

Accord­ing to the US Gov­ern­ment cal­en­dar, Fall starts on Sep­tem­ber 22. Well, I am 10 days too early, and chil­dren come into this world when they will, and I want sea­sons to be a state of mind in my life, and ulti­mately, I am ready to grow into this Fall of my life.

You know what I’m cultivating:

Love,
For­give­ness,
And yes, that afore­men­tioned Power in Consistency

I could go on, but I’ll leave space for you.

I encour­age every last one of you who will read this page to be BOLD and STRONG. Be who you are, but embrace change fully if you’re not where you need to be. Don’t fall into any old pat­terns of think­ing. There is power in con­sis­tency, even with the dichotomy of impend­ing change.

Remem­ber if you don’t stand for some­thing, you will fall for any­thing.

Chal­lenge for the Week of 9/12 — 9/18

Stand up for your­self in that sit­u­a­tion that’s been mak­ing you weak. Don’t retreat. Put on the whole armor of who you were meant to be one peace at a time. When you’ve done what you have to do this week. Look at yourself—from the front, side and back. You’ve never looked bet­ter and it only gets better!

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