I’m thinking about surviving change.
I’m not good with change. I resist it, I ignore it and, when all else fails, I rail long and hard against it. But sometimes change happens. And when it does, I have to remind myself that it’s a good thing.
I’ve written enough ‘surviving change’ features to understand the basic principles. Change is uncomfortable. It involves unknowns. It involves anxiety (whether it’s an invited change or not). But the pay-off (whether it’s an invited change or not) can be great.
Chucking out the old allows room for the new. Whatever that may be. It may be better. It may be worse. One thing’s for sure, it will be different. And change has a way of expanding. Making a change in one area can create development in unexpected places.
Sometimes we cling to old patterns because they’re easy. We know how they work. We know what to expect. Letting them go leaves us with a big, empty vacuum, and a whole lot of wonder about what will (or won’t) rush to fill it.
Bread and butter is hard to give up. It’s easier, in so many ways, to leave off the jam, knowing that you’ll be satisfied, if not scintillated.
But sometimes the rules change, and bread and butter can choke you.
Time to make jam.