My sister-in-law Stephanie and her unborn son passed this morning, about 7 am our time. There was only so much her body and modern science could manage, and mother and child passed peacefully.

The memorial service will be Thursday or Friday; she chose to be cremated and my brother and their families are respecting her wishes.

Thank you, everyone.

Jim

A major change or transformation, possibly traumatic and unexpected. Freedom from the shackles of the past. A new beginning. Death coupled with rebirth, usually related to consciousness and lifestyle.

Woo. Maybe my little tantrum yesterday was a symptom of something else?

CJ

I hate change.

Something, obviously, has reached a conclusion. I have to let go of the familiar and step into the unknown. Psychological patterns that no longer serve my growth need to be pruned, for new growth to occur. Cleaning to the old will only bring stagnation.

Radical change is coming, and while this might be a cause for celebration, it still requires a major adapation on my part. I am afraid of what the future holds. I want to stay where I am, but that path leads only to a true dead end.

I need to permit myself this sense of loss, but I also need to embrace the new opportunities that the future will hold for me. Part of myself has to die if I am to transform. I need to trust what lies ahead.

And I am truly, utterly, AFRAID.

CJ

Well, this is what I get for trying to cheap out on yesterday's musings.

First, and update. Lo and behold, at work...et voi la... we had a 'meeting', and in that meeting, the tech that was having so much trouble finally revealled that she was unhappy doing the job she was doing, wanted to do a different portion of the job...and that I could have the parts that were stressing her out. Great! That's exactly what I wanted, and what I've been pouring my energies into for the last week.

Bleargh!

Now. Hopefully, the Tarot cards are happy. That was my first step towards being a decent manager.

CJ

Endings. Rebirth. Transformation.

Everything in nature is subject to rebirth and renewal.

I recently saw a poignant reminder...

A tree, at least 8 feet in diameter. Felled in a clearcut. Out of it was a tree growing, about 4 feet in diameter. A young tree, growing out of the stump of the old.

Death is only one end, not the End, and not all Ends are Death.

CJ