Changes.....

I guess the definition of insanity is doing things over and over expecting different results...
What I've come to realize is that we don't want to change.
Change means admitting we don't have the answers, that we are not in control- we really don't know where we're headed.But like the emperor who had no clothes, we are the only ones who are caught in the illusion. Others, see who we really are and the lie that we are telling them and ourselves. However, they don't want to be the ones who disrupt our 'illusion'..and be subject to our outburst of denial when we tell them they are wrong...

But..the true day of awakening is the one were change is forced.

The day when our pain, angst and fear overcomes us and we realize we've run out of options and we have no other choice than to look for another way...a better way..and in most cases it is the Divine that we turn to in that moment of surrender.

The only constant is change, and being resistant to it is the Achilles heal of the human being...
See the mighty oak- it has evolved to know to bend with the wind, staying rigid means certain death. It surrenders dead branches- letting things go- things that no longer serve the whole- or they will make it diseased.

So in this time of Winter- lets reflect on what illusion we've created- be brave and ask for a better way- change is wonderful.. I promise..



I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell t hem to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time