Musing on Change. Step one…be intentional.

Musing on Change. Step one…be intentional.

This was a little table in our front hall yesterday.

A mess.

But a mess that reflects a lifetime.

There rests an ornament crafted by me as a Brownie. My daughter is now too old to be a Brownie.

Ornaments that a friend made for gifts in high school. Ornaments that hung on my tree as a child, hung on my husband’s tree as a child.

Don’t get me started on what the kids made buried in there.

Barney and Pooh ornaments I bought for our son who now can obscure an entire couch when lying down.

What does this have to do with change? Other than needing to change the way I put up the Christmas mess.

Time. It’s hopped on the back of our dog when he sniffs a new broad in the hood. He strains so at the leash our child can’t hold back his uncontrollable uber-powerful surge.

The leash wrenches from their grasp and he’s gone.

How can the last 40 years be represented on a three foot circle?

I want to be wise with how I spend my days this year.

Change one. Be intentional.

Think then act.

Not act then think…

what the heck did I do for the last 40 years?