Just before Easter something happened.  Things were going to move…shift, and it happened fast.  Stress came in with an intensity I had almost forgotten existed. 

I’m used to things happening, and ending up being the best for me.  This time wasn’t any different, but it hit with such an intensity I reacted strongly.

I sent out an email to my newsletter that I’d be closing my doors for a short period of time to deal with this.

I’m not going to get into any of the details.  There are others involved and I must respect their privacy. 

The thing I didn’t want to do was hide what was going and pretend that everything was roses and sunshine when it was not.  To have done so would have added more stress that I certainly didn’t need.  Besides, I’m not any less human because I teach people how to welcome change.

As fast as the stress came in, the shifts they were meant to trigger began. 

I was reminded again of how I am always cared for.  100% of the stressful changes I have experienced in my life have always turned out to be for my highest good.  None of them have been “easy”.  Some of them have lasted for years.  Others have lasted for months, and sometimes even weeks and days. 

This one was a few weeks.  Thankfully I didn’t stress the whole time.  It was a few days of stress, which included a whole lot of observation of what is. 

No matter what is going on, you have to look at what is.  Nothing moves until you do.

Over the years of being an incurable optimist, I’ve learned that being optimistic is not valuable if it isn’t tempered with a healthy dose of reality.

Hope is the sand an Optimist buries his head in.

Negativity is the sand the Pessimist buries his head in.

Neither works.

Am I out of the woods? Not yet, but that’s OK.  Things ARE moving.  I’ve made some of the shifts I know this was meant to trigger.  I put the inspiration that came in into action.

I still love my life, events and all.  I still feel good about who I am, mistakes and all.

I’m full into spring.  The new growth is happening.  Not everything in my garden made it through the winter, but that’s a natural cycle of life.  What is there I will nurture into bloom.  What’s new I will learn from, and nurture into bloom.  I’m also learning that some of those things I thought were weeds aren’t.  Some of those things I thought were plants are actually weeds. 

Such is the garden of life.  We must tend to it with love on a daily basis.

Dream BIG!

Velma Gallant
The Queen of JOY!

PS ~ Welcome Changes Radio will be back on the air the beginning of May.  Same day same time!  (Tuesdays at 11AM Mountain, in case you didn’t know.)