Change & A God
I sat down with a god over tea I didn't like, and she asked me why I live as if death is in every breath I take. I had no definite answer – I had not questioned it before and so I stumbled over my words. I told her I was scared, for I have always been scared. I told her I feared change.
She looked at me with her many eyes, and her words altered my being for the entirety of the life I had left to live. "Change is inevitable, change is constant. Welcome it into your mind and your life, live alongside it, and you will emerge different – You will emerge whole."
She left in that moment, the warmth from her presence wrapped around me in a knitted, swirly-patterned sweater, worn down with love and compassion. The tea in the mug I held was cold, and I sat in a long silence that lasted for days. In those days, I familiarised myself with the constant, the small changes. When I broke my silence, I left, bracing myself for the big change. I stepped out of the clouded room, emerging for the new me.
Fear/Change
All that I fear of change:
• Unfamiliarity
• The hurt and the pain
• The distances, and the isolation that follows
• Losing more
• The potential of failure and disappointment that creeps in and seeps out from my skin
• Consequences, death
• Nothing changing
Why change?
• To love myself unconditionally, to grow into who I wish to be
• To grow old, hold their trembling hands, look into their eyes swirling with grief and loss, anxiety and fear, and tell them that it will be okay
• To live my life without regret
• To love
• Learning from the lessons that come
• To not be and stay stuck
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debun :3
omg this is so beautiful
thank you sm!!!
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thistle
"i sat down with a god over tea" is such a beautiful first line. this is some really great writing--i'm excited to read more of your work !! :)
thank you!! I was inspired by a writing prompt about sitting with "myself" over tea and I was like hm... it fits with what I want for that little piece if I tweak it a little
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