This is a lovely article by Jen Hadden from her lovely blog My Sober Soul. We were captivated by the emotion and energy Jen’s writing inspired! You may read the  original post here.

In gratitude, harmony and support,

Riding the Waves of Change

Jen Hadden

Fall is my favourite season, always has been.  I love the colours, I love the cool air, and I love the sound of walking through fallen, dried leaves.

I even like a cloudy fall day because even though the sky is cloudy and dull, the beautiful oranges and reds and yellows showcase a beauty that will not be shown up by a grey sky.

I recently returned from a month long work tasking on a ship.  It’s amazing how small you can feel on the upper decks of a ship surrounded by nothing but ocean and blue sky.  No land as far as the eye can see.

Since getting sober I’ve tried to be more present in my life.  Tried to be grateful for even the smallest things.  I like to find beauty and grace in my surroundings and especially in nature.  Even cloudy days are beautiful.  The different shades of grey and white and black.  The shapes and sizes of the clouds.  The size and sound of rain drops.  The smell!  The alive and clean smell after a rain!  Oh yes!

After a month of seeing little to no land/nature, everything seems more beautiful and precious to me somehow.

I watched the sun rise and set from the flight deck of the ship.  Nothing but me, the sun, the ocean, and the magnificent power of this amazing universe that we call home.

I even had the opportunity to see a sky full of stars one night with no city lights to detract from the show.  It was the most awe inspiring sight I’ve ever witnessed.  If I could have, I would have laid down on my back and just marvelled….unfortunately that just wasn’t possible due to the activities of the ship that night….but maybe some day.

On our way home I took the opportunity to sit and meditate out on the flight deck.  The cool air blowing through my hair.  My seated body riding the side to side motion of the ship.  The smell of the salty air.  It was the first opportunity I’d been “allowed” to have to meditate due to the nature of the ship’s schedule, and I revelled in it.  The sun even peaked out from some clouds to warm my face for a few minutes as I sat there.  It was peaceful and serene.

It’s been less than a week since I’ve been home and I’ve been struggling a bit to get back into routine and feel comfortable back at work and home.  But as I sit here writing, enjoying some good coffee, and diffusing a refreshing blend of essential oils, taking time to watch the leaves fall from the tree outside, I know that all is right with me.  I’ve changed as a person over the last month.  I’m stronger than I was before I left.

Change can be unsettling and uncomfortable.  But if we can just ride the wave, it can be oh so beautiful.  Radiant and strong.  Lean into the discomfort and the swell of the waves, it will be oh so worth it in the end.

The Beauty of Change

2 thoughts on “The Beauty of Change

  • December 8, 2016 at 5:11 pm

    Change is part of life but this story explains how it can be positive.

  • December 8, 2016 at 9:06 pm

    Such a beautiful post – melancholy and so fitting with her backdrop of fall … the season of change – and the reminder to me that it’s all perfect. Predictable and always paves the way for something new.


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