The Shocking Reality of Everyday Change

The Shocking Reality of Everyday Change





We were made for change and yet we resist it. Our bodies shed skin every twenty one days and its possible to change the habit of a lifetime in the same period. Why then do we humans have such existential angst when dealing with unexpected change? I used to be that kind of person, when some amendment or alteration to a plan was needed, I didn’t like it and tried to identify the cause and apportion blame. But this lifestyle is built on change so now if there’s a hiccup or need for redirection, I take it as a good thing, an opportunity to do something different or go somewhere new. Change is all too often equated with loss rather than gain, whereas the truth is they are inextricably linked as the Yin and Yang of the same ancient currency. Sometimes what appears as a loss leads us to an unexpected gain.
Next week we have an eclipse of the sun, an anvient harbinger of changing times.

A solid foundation of my travelling lifestyle is trust. That is, trusting my intuition and whenever I try to rationalise “Maybe I should take it, maybe I should…’ it never works for me. Recently, a house sitting opportunity arose  that felt right, in fact it seemed like a clear sign to move in a new direction. It meant changing plane schedules and because it was last minute, finding an alternative means of accomodation for a few days in between. In other words, an hotel.

I’m  prejudiced against hotels and in the past I’ve seen them as cold impersonal stops for itinerants. But where did such a view come from? My grandmother,  the  dominant family matriarch. My Nana had a much younger sister, Aunt Bessie,  an independent woman before her time who travelled the world on her own and-saints preserve us- frequently lived in hotels!

“ Aunt Bessie!” it was the particular emphasis on her name which told me she was different. Fluent in French, Spanish and Italian, a family legend states that she rejected an offer of marriage from a Spanish suitor by sending him a set of silver hairbrushes with an engraving in Spanish that said “If you think I’m  going to marry you, you need to get your brains brushed”
You have to admit she had style- and frequently lived in hotels, even when visiting her family.

Next month I’ll be in Paris, staying briefly in a hotel before beginning my house sits. I look forward to my first glass of champagne on French soil which I will raise in toast to my Aunt Bessie, role model extraordinaire!

6 thoughts on “The Shocking Reality of Everyday Change

  1. Yay for embracing change even if it’s hard! Your Aunt Bessie sounds awesome, and I’d have loved to hear her tales! I’m brave at some things, sometimes diving into projects and taking leaps of faith. But I can be very reactionary when it comes to changing things I’m used to, like my house. If things are in a certain place, it’s because I thought about it long and hard and decided it’s practical there. Whenever my hubby takes it upon himself to rearrange my kitchen or bring workmen into my house, I seethe. Maybe someday, I’ll learn to be more easy-going, just as you’re going to learn what living in a hotel is like. Good luck to you! 🙂

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    1. Thanks Lexa, Ive been where you are and it can be good to have your things in place around you. I’m in a different stage of life now. Yes, Aunt Bessie is a real find isnt she? I wish she had written her stories, they would have been a great read. Thanks once again for your lovely encouragement


  2. Your Aunt Bessie sounds like quite a character. I’ll bet she was fun to be around. I’m trying to be better at “going with the flow” when things don’t go as I planned, but sometimes I still get annoyed. I tell myself it’s not worth it. Things changed for a reason, even if I don’t know what the reason is. Hope you enjoy Paris!

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