Last night I wrote about fear.
And there was one particular line in there that sticks with me this morning.
“Why does she prefer the status quo when the power is within her to change?”
Why do any of us prefer to believe that things stay the same when we know that the only constant in life is change?
We’re constantly evolving, As are others. And the world around us too.
So when we define our present by the past and the opportunity for something better stands before us, looking us in the eye, what do we say?
“But we’ve always done it that way.”
How long is always, anyways?
And what allows us to forget about this only constant?
What allows us to forget that even our “status quo” is evolving?
What would it take for us to believe that change is possible and it will be good?
That today is not yesterday and tomorrow is not today?