when life is not as we prefer

on change, radical acceptance, & letting what is be what is

i keep trying to write from a place i am no longer in. i keep trying to put myself back together as the person i used to be. i keep trying to make myself stay the same, keep myself from change. change is inevitable. change is the only truth. i saw a quote today “people will do anything to change but change”. how so very true. change is my compass, but what about embodiment? what about feeling myself be the different that i am now?