Slow to change

The picture in the blog header....

It was time to change seasons again.

Heave heavy sigh.  

Pfft!

....but I'm still wearing my sandals out there.

And I don't care what you think about it either.

:)

But seriously now, about seasons of change?  

I've been doing some personal reflection on the idea.

I've determined that I'm not much for it.  

Which of course, is a ridiculous deduction to make.

No change?  No growth.  

Simple.

Change is the antonym of static or stagnate.

Here's another discovery:  

Change that really counts for something (radical OR gradual) costs you considerably. 

In many ways, the process will include pain.

It's like being that hunk of crude ore in the Silversmith story...

He holds it in the fire just long enough to separate the silver from the dross 

and doesn't consider the 'job' finished till he sees his reflection staring back at him.

So maybe it isn't change but it's season that wearies me?

I think I just need to go to bed.