ABOUT TO CHANGE

You know that moment right before it begins to rain or the moment just before the wind changes direction. You notice the quiet and the air seems to hang. Rather as if the world had just took a deep breath and it will start spinning again. Nevertheless, just now everything holds for just pause to prepare for what lies ahead. What ever is out there in front you will see soon. You may not know what or how things are going to change just that they are.

It is in this moment, that one little moment that I find myself. The preparation for the events, which lay out in front of me like a path that you just are not able to see yet. The unknown way you will do. The only thing that you know for sure is that it will not be like what it is right now. Some decision or event is about to change everything in most likely a way you have never though of.

There is no way to prepare for the moments that will follow. All that you are able to do is hold still and take that deep breath with the rest of the world right before it takes off again. There is that unknown path with the twists and turns that lies out there before me. Hidden in the fog there is a change coming.

This is usually the time in which I panic and try so hard to stay right were I am. There I am not moving, frozen in the fear of the shift that I am unable to prevent. Not knowing if it is a good thing or a bad thing, I have always feared that it would be the bad. To many time in my life the turn has been something that I do not want, something bad that I cannot change. I find that I am no longer the eternal optimist but I wait for the hit with something new that will hurt and tear my heart apart opening the old wounds once again.

The hope I once had of a happy future now just waits for the end. The will come a time when the pain will no longer hurt anymore. Yet I want to believe there is good coming. Surely, with so many bad turns odds are that there is something special hiding in the fog just out of sight.

Then is comes the rain pours down and the wind shifts to blow once again. Bracing yourself again what is coming you stand facing the wind. Prepared as much as you are able to be, ready to meet this new thing head on.

Do you see it yet? What is it? Where does the path go? Tell me… what is coming?


(Note: repeated after some edits on another site.)