glorious debris

Every one of us is called upon, probably many times, to start a new life. A frightening diagnosis, a marriage, a move, loss of a job…And onward full tilt we go, pitched and wrecked and absurdly resolute, driven in spite of everything to make good on a new shore. To be hopeful, to embrace one possibility after another – that is surely the basic instinct….Crying out: High tide! Time to move out into the glorious debris. Time to take this life for what it is.”

-Barbara Kingsolver, High Tide in Tucson

I don’t like change. I avoid it until, at the last possible second, it embraces me and there is no turning back.

This is going to be a new year. Perhaps better, perhaps worse. I imagine that only time will tell. But it will be different. New.

So I am pressing onward into the “glorious debris”, unsure of what I will find, but determined nevertheless, that the only path to follow is the one right ahead of me.


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