LAX Reverie

There has been so much to happen in the past few weeks, I've scarcely had time to process it all.  I thought things would slow down and I would have time to carefully consider my next course of action, but that is not to be.  As I sit here in LAX in the middle of a two-week traveling jag with several more days before I return home, I believe this is all the time of contempation that I will get.  So much weighs in the balance.  Circumstances are changing so quickly.  Decisions that I thought were 2-3 years off, may have to be made now.  The work that waits patiently to flow through me is piling up- like kindergarteners walking in a line and the head of the line suddenly stops, and all the others bounce into the one in front of them to an abrupt stop.  I feel compelled to let the work flow, and not be stopped by my own fears and limitations.  I take a deep breath.  A heavy burden is upon me.  I do not bear it lightly. Or alone.  There is much to be done.  Time does not wait.  It is my job to find a way.