Picture this. Walking fast, with purpose, heels clicking, boots stomping, arms swinging, confident this is the way until, wham! Smack dab into a glass door. Surprised, head hurting I wonder “Where’d that come from?”
Or maybe this. Walking fast, with purpose, heels clicking, boots stomping, arms swinging, confident there is no other way, but I begin bracing myself just in case the door of glass I suspect might still be there, wham! Seriously?? I thought this approach might make a difference this time or at least crack that glass and force a break through.
Or maybe this. Slow and sluggish steps. Dragging feet, head down, I’ve been down this road before, and I know what’s coming, I just can’t figure out why it’s still there. This time though, this time I just surrender. I just crawl up and stop at it, this time I look through the glass door. I wonder maybe it’s not through that I’m supposed to go. Maybe this time I should try turning my head a bit to the left or maybe right.
And there it is. A slight turn, an altered posture, a submission, compromise, whatever I might want to call it but as I turn my body, my mind, my attitude, my heart in a new direction.
There it is.
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