From Webster's: The act of flowing; a continuous moving on or passing by, as of a flowing stream; constant succession; change.
The question always with flux is whether you move with the stream or against it.
I have many big changes coming down the pike. Priorities have changed. Sometimes the universe takes you by the shoulders and shakes you for all you're worth.
And you know? It's not always a bad thing.
Yes, like most Americans, I will be delighted when November 4th has come and gone. But while this date loomed the largest thing on my horizon a few weeks ago, at the moment it's just another blip (albeit an extremely important blip).
The changes were making me sick. Sick with worry, sick with anxiety, sick with pain. Like many women of my age and circumstances, I'm a victim of at least two, unspecified rheumatological disorders. And often the flare-ups that accompany them have to do with worry, anxiety and caregiving.
As of the last couple of weeks, however, I gave up fighting. Fighting my health, my tasks, my anxiety.
I opened my heart to the universe and just tried to see where life would lead me.
And suddenly, my health is back.
Suddenly, I can get back to projects long abandoned.
And none of the circumstances of change and worry have dissipated for me. But I guess my attitude has.
And swimming downstream, rather than trying to figure out how to swim upstream, has made all the difference.
Have you ever had a time in your life of great epiphany? Where God or cosmic forces (or whatever force you believe in that's bigger than you are) has entered your heart? Shown you just the right way to go?
Please share, if you have a mind to.