Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes....Turn & Face The Stranger

David Bowie. Guy is a genius and I'm not sure he's revered as much as he ought to be. What an amazing man, unwavering in his experimentation, openly ambiguous in his sexuality, testing societal standards of his time to n'th degree, growing and evolving right before our eyes, married a beautiful African-American female and created lovely little children with her, continuously challenging the concept of "traditional" art at age 55 (or something) and is still damn sexy if you ask me. An exceptional example of the growth and development of the human heart and mind.

His song "Changes" hums along in my mind often. More so at times like these in my own personal life. It is so prevalent, so obvious, so lovely. Every single one of us forever surrounded by change, a constant source of immaculate evolution and a constant in our births and re-births.

Instinctually we must all sense the changes as enormous shifts occur in ourselves, our loved ones and associates, our respective environments. Ethereally, physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually, socially, culturally and all the ways in which we are personally touched since we can recall a singular conscious thought. Some more attuned and proactive in such shifts, some comfortabley accepting, embracing and riding the waves; and still others fighting the current in desperate need to master things that are so out of our immediate concept of "control."

I am totally mesmorized as I witness how each individual in my life fashions his or her own "change." Indeed, how I happen to manage my own. I am utterly overcome by the passion, emotion and dilligence in which each one of our unique personalities maintain, embrace or force The Change.

A child's personal and physical growth.
The earth's message and visible dynamic.
A lovers gaze, lost or found.
The newness of day to day opportunities.
A move to lands unfamiliar.
The gift of life in it's truest form.
A marriage, a union, a foundation built.
The formations of tragedy and resistance.
A clairvoyent word, a movement, a thought in the direction of progression.
The unfamiliarity of adversity and challenge.
A touch, a smell, a sound, awakening of physical senses.
The ache of broken hearts and bodies.
A stirring in spirit, in mind, in resilliance.
The inertia of The Change.