Sometimes chaos is a necessary catalyst, a harbinger of much-needed change. We so often resist it–after all, it is unpleasant, uncomfortable, even painful. And if you’re a Type-A like me? You get it. We’ll run like hell (probably in a straight line) toward a more orderly arrangement.
But what if we could embrace chaos? What if, when these inevitable waves overcome us, we stood strong and willing, waiting and listening for how the direction will shift? What if we waited until our heart could oscillate with this new syncopation? What would we learn?
Who would we become?