It’s always tough when you begin to feel that pull to move on…but life is an adventure and when you get too comfortable in any one area of life you risk missing out on some of that adventure by settling in one place for too long…and that is where I am right now. I find myself ready to move on. I seem to be getting signals from all around me that change is in the air, but I falter. Why? Because I question the timing. And because of that I wonder if I may be resisting my path.

I think I may have gotten my best piece of advice this evening, “follow your heart”. Anyhow, I’m not one for keeping things the same for too long. I seem to thrive on change…which might be character flaw or it might just be my adventurous nature…that may be something I will never be sure of. I recall a dream I had a while back and the message that was given to me in that dream “ducunt volentem fata, nolentem trahunt”.

As I write this I realize that deep down I know what I need to do…but that is only a small part of it. Now I must take the first giant step and begin doing. All this is even more potent with the recent events that have been unfolding. The promise of new life on one hand and the inevitable conclusion of another life on the other.

And with that I must begin the next leg of this journey..even though I am unsure of what may happen tomorrow. But, in some ways, isn’t that the most exciting thing about life – the new experiences. When we’re young we thrive on new experiences. Then we grow and become wary of the unfamiliar…I refuse to let time dull my sense of wonder. What good is life if you become a robot…a shade, acting out the same charade day after day…week after week…year after year.

And with all this I recall a quote from Shakespeare’s King Lear, “in striving for better oft we mar what’s well”.