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It feels like yesterday that we were digging out of a snowstorm. Today the rains have stopped and the words of Dickens sums up the weather now. "It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade." It's spring and in the midst of all the blooming, there is dying, there is change and transition. This week, I'd like to explore changes and transitions, and the difference between them.

Change is about externals. The seasons change, We change jobs, marital status, financial status. We change our hair style, or clothes. We change our car or address. We give birth, we die. Transition is internal and reflects our process of dealing with external change. There is nothing we can do to stop change, but we are creatures  of habit who resist change. Change can be exciting, risky, scary or depressing. Transition is disorienting, we may feel we don't know which way is up, but it is a necessary first part of the journey. The first step is to acknowledge the change, the ending, as painful as it may be.

 I didn't want to get out of bed today. My throat felt scratchy,my knees achy. The truth was, I didn't want to go to a funeral home today for a viewing. A friend of the family died and I want to pay my respects, but I don't want to see dead people. As an intuitive, I see too much as it is, There will be an open casket, spirits, sadness and men in black hovering solicitously. Undertakers must absorb so much negativity, I can't begin to imagine what they feel like. dealing with death, day in and day out. The color black attracts negativity which is why white is the color of mourning in many cultures, which makes far more sense to me.

 I feel vulnerable from all the changes since the storm. I don't want to go and see a dead person who used to bake the most heavenly cakes, but I will.  Endings are difficult but not facing them is more difficult. I like to think of transitions like snakes shedding their skin. They undergo an awkward, scratchy time when half the skin is on and half the skin is off. It takes time. Since times of transition are disorienting it's best to protect outrselves as best we can. You can be sure, in the weeks to come,I'll be eating well, resting more, and wrapping my aura in a protective bubble of white, healing light in and out of funeral homes.