Bits of open water are beginning to show at various spots along the Bow River. Yet the ice and snow hangs on with a powerful resistance to welcome the new season.
Am I seeing this as a mirror to my own reluctance?
Truth is change is going to happen, regardless of what our response is to it. So my reprieve has removed me from the inner cog of production, while the new structures are being put into place. And my job has been to do the footwork, and to align myself with the larger plan.
But like a child who wants to peek at and pinch gifts which are not to be opened yet, I cannot help but wonder where all of this is leading. So for the time being I will presume it is somewhere beyond my wildest dreams.
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