transitions

"Nothing happens until something moves."  ~ Albert Einstein

Movement, change.  It is the natural state of life.  To be still, completely still, not to grow, not to reach - that is dysfunction.

But still, Einstein reminds us that nothing happens until something moves because we find ourselves at the edges, scared.  Sometimes we're holding onto to something we don't even want or don't even have, but still holding.  The transitions between childhood and adulthood, between "not being creative" and trying something new, between life and death and new life and all its risks, we face them most every day.

I am, like you, wading through many transitions these days.  In the wake of a new chronic health issue, I am transitioning to a gluten free diet.  My husband and I are on the precipice of a home addition contract.  My little girl is suddenly becoming a young lady.  Yesterday she received her black belt!  We're all growing up so fast.

This week I sent off my beloved Juki TL 2010Q sewing machine for warranty service.  I've been using this machine hard day in and day out since March 2013 (here's that story) and this is just the second time it's been to the doctor.  I'm feeling a little loss without it, struggling with the transition of returning to a less-exacting, more limiting back up machine.  One of my lotus blocks doesn't have very nicely matched curves.

I'm also between projects.  Which isn't to say I haven't any projects started, just none that are right for the moment.  Do you know the feeling?  Yesterday these gorgeous blue solids from American Made Brand arrived for an ombre quilt I have planned.  But, what I really want to work on is a project that touches yet another transition.  A package should arrive this afternoon, and my weekend will be given over to it.  I'm just waiting on the mailman.

Standing at the edge, looking for my heart to move.