But it’s not neat, or linear. It’s often shaky and wild. Things crumble. Things slip from your grasp. This week I found a perfect way of describing it: “I’m trying to hold up the avalanche.”
But you just can’t.
You flail, you beat your fists, you try oh-so-hard to control and force and beat things into that way you want them.
But, transformation is messy. Sometimes the mountain has to come down.