Tuesday, March 12, 2013
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.