The Only Constant is Change

Is March going to come in like a lamb and out like a lion this year in the mid-country of the Colorado foothills? Maybe February will go out like a lamb and March will come in like a lion?  This is what I love about Colorado: yesterday it was 50 degrees and sunny. As I walked along the 16th Street Mall during my lunch hour in Denver, all of the restaurants had their outdoor patios open and people longing for a breath of spring were sitting outside basking in the sun of a February day.  Today it was 20 degrees and snowy. Today at lunchtime everything was buttoned up tight as a ship in high seas.

The yin and yang of the weather is one of the most wonderful things about this area. Kind of like life in general, change is the only constant, and there’s something so marvelous about that. I like not knowing exactly what to expect. I like waking up in the morning and looking outside to find out whether it’s snowed a foot or a bluebird day. If you don’t like the weather, wait 5 minutes. And if you don’t like the course your life is on, it’s bound to change. Just give it a little time…a little faith…a little patience.

There is a freedom in embracing the reality that the only constant is change. Then you can bask in the glow of uncertainty, and maybe, just maybe, find unexpected joy around every corner.