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Everything ends.
And with those words, I could stop the newsletter right here. That is not what I want to do. Rest assured, the newsletter is not nearly done yet. What I am stumbling toward is that despite all beings and things expiring, most of us find it uncomfortable to even talk about and pretend that longevity in itself is a measure of success.
In other words, when it is time to move on, why are we so reluctant to do so? One answer is, of course, exhaustion or laziness. New habits require effort and a conscious mind, and we might not have or be willing to spend the bandwidth.
Another answer is fear of change, even (or especially) change for the better because it takes away our excuses and obligates us to do better. My brilliant friend, Barbara, calls it fear of success, and it is much more debilitating than fear of failure.
I have been as guilty of this as anyone. I have held onto many things, jobs, moods, people, and narratives far beyond their best-by date. All I can say is that it gets cluttered and sluggish inside, even with the good aspects. So now I embrace endings. Every end releases space for something new and better to begin. And that is not to say that what was cannot be let go with grace and gratitude. It has to be.
That is it for the deep thoughts this week.
There is a new batch of MICRO FICTION. There are stories within stories in METHOD WRITING, and there is also a piece of flash fiction, Bad Luck Kiss, that didn't make it through the eye of the needle in a couple of contests and has run its course into the archive. Enjoy!
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