Transitions are a natural part of the progression of life. They are not to be feared, or avoided, or scorned when one finds one’s self in transition. A train hurtles down the tracks – it is in transition, from one place to another. My life is a train… and it gives me choices. I can choose to close my eyes and plug my ears, and ignore the train. I’ll miss seeing it’s massive beauty though, or knowing what direction it came from, or where it is going. I can choose to throw myself on the tracks and let the train run over me, and lose everything.
Or I can choose to hop the train as it goes by! Sure, it might wrench my arm a bit, but that little ache is a very small price to pay when making the choice to embrace change, to revel in the transitions, and to find yourself racing down those tracks to adventures yet to come.
A side bit of advice, before I close. It is best not to burn one’s bridges, else those train tracks will have a difficult time taking you over the rivers as you go forward. Because, the world is round, and what you burn behind you will someday reappear on your horizon. Keep your mind open, your heart open, and proceed with wonder, joy, and thankfulness. Let the cowcatcher on the main engine scoop aside regret, jealousy, bitterness and anger. That dreck just warps the tracks and ruins the trip.
Have a great ride through life!