Yet when it comes our turn to bat, we freeze. Frozen still in all of the possibilities, the new doorways, the wonders of our future. Embracing our 'popsicle consciousness'. Like Frosty the snowman, waiting fearfully for spring, knowing the change is inevitable. Frosty could move into a pattern that assisted this change, but he chose not to.
Humanity is destined and designed to change and for change.
Like water, we each have the potential to experience many forms. We have our liquid days, our solid days, our vaporous days, and our evaporated days. We can be as an iceberg, a stream, a cloud, a raindrop, mist or an ocean. We ebb and flow with every new thought, every sunrise and every storm, every eclipse. Yet year after year, we yearn to stay still, stay stuck, stay constant and in our comfort zone.