Just Carol Jean

I wonder when it is in life that we become so afraid of change?    Is there a moment – a preset point that presses once we encounter a particular occurrence or course of events?    Does it come upon us suddenly as a fear, or is it a slow stroll towards attempts to control?    Is it when we become more aware of ourselves in our adolescence, realizing the impact our world has on us, and vice versa?    Or perhaps it happens once we enter adulthood – when we settle down, select our mate, start the season of our offspring – perhaps that’s when?    Perhaps it is in that precise moment [of parenthood], when we truly begin to care for another beyond ourselves, that we begin to attempt to avoid the kaleidoscope of change?    For myself – I believe this latter reason, the onset of adult obligations/parenthood, was indeed the moment that I also birthed my aversion of change.  

Making a career change is perhaps one of the most difficult roads to travel on your way towards aligning your life to your ability.    The asphalt is cold and wet with the tears of your frustration as you maneuver your way around obstacles such as potholes, construction barriers, and the seemingly endless line of other stalled out travelers.    The fumes of past failures and other unsuccessful alignment attempts creates a haze that distorts your vison, allowing doubt to cloud over your self-judgement and worth.    It’s a difficult task to stay focused, to stay moving forward, to resist the urge to pull off the road and park at a rest stop, or worse - to find an exit ramp and return to the safety and security of what was [you and your past life].