My husband is a painting contractor. Whenever I watch him work I am witness to an experienced craftsman. He is so nimble so skilled he can take what was once old, and make it seem brand new. I think about the people who will live in these spaces, and how his careful work will shape their house into the home they imagined. The home, that will hold their family. Then without hardly any notice he packs up his brushes and tools, his drops, and his lights into tidy bundles and is gone leaving something of value behind.

There are so many ways to make an impact in this life. For better or for worse our actions have the capacity to change the world and each other. And maybe, it’s the changing seasons from winter to spring but I am thinking deeply about renewal and transformation. The world will always be in a state of flux and so we will always be changing too. How are we supposed to manage this? If change is inevitable what is steady and true in this life? What can we count on?

We can count on ourselves and each other. We can count on the rhythmic patterns that trace a path through our lives. I am learning to appreciate the inherent beauty in this truth. Understanding that there will always be a wavy path, there will be challenges and celebrations; boredom and excitement; fear and safety and so it goes. Knowing this, helps to frame a better perspective of my weight loss journey.

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There is no one solution. There is no rigid rule. There is only mindful presence and a promise to honor your “why” for improving your health. The thing of value, the thing you are becoming more skilled at, the thing that you are working on is yourself. Happy Spring.