Transition

tran·si·tion

  [tran-zish-uhn, -sish-]

–noun

1.

movement, passage, or change from one position, state,stage, subject, concept, etc., to another; change: the transition from adolescence to adulthood.

And so it keeps moving. I have been trying so hard to simplify. To create, manifest what my soul has been craving. To teach my child(ren) what is really important. What is that? Connection? Love? Toys? Money?

It is different for everyone, so we say. I do not understand how the material fills, how do you know when enough is enough? At least with love there comes a contentment. A quiet. And never an introduction to the next newest and shiny throw-away version.

I want connection. Peace. Love. Growth. Change and stillness. Is it to much to ask? I know that nothing will ever be perfect. There will be pain, anger and frustration but my hope is that I can over time move beyond these things faster and just learn to let go.

I have, however, begun to think that this connection is not always the one outside of me. How solid is my connection to myself? Do I feel forgiving towards my self? Am I able to adequately judge a want from a need? Is this what i really want?

If you really listen can you hear what it is you really want? What does that voice say to you? Do you like the answer?

This transition for me is very interesting, it must come with age, but I am getting more at home with myself. Most of the time. Maturity? I don't know, sometimes i feel that i can still look at somethings in this world with child- like wonder. I have people around me that can make me laugh with abandon. So I don't think that maturity is the right description.

I am beginning to get that transition never really has a destination, it is ever present to those who are open to it. It is a natural state of being. It is not in our control to stop it or force it by will. Life will always move forward. Suppose it is time to buckle up and see where this part of the ride takes me.