Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end ...

Did you ever get a song stuck in your head? The song plays over and over and over and you can't stop it? For me, sometimes it's just a line of a song playing over and over again ... like today.

The song in my head is "Closing Time" by the Semisonics. The lyrics speak of the scene at closing time in a bar. Last call.

♪♪♫ Closing time - time for you to go out, go out into the world.
Closing time - one last call for alcohol, so finish your whiskey or beer.
Closing time - you don't have to go home but you can't stay here.
Closing time - time for you to go back to the places you will be from.
Closing time - every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.♪♪♫
~Semisonics, Closing Time

Wierd.

The line that keeps running through my head is ...

♪♫♫ ... every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end ... ♪♪♫

Perfect, actually!

I'm in transition. I'm in a place of uncertainty. I have a clear vision. I have a plan. I am taking action day by day. I'm working with a coach. And I am grateful.

However, as I often notice at times of transition, I am put in touch with aspects of my past that challenge my new direction. It's almost as if the Universe is challenging me to be sure that I'm really ready to move forward and put an end to old ways of thinking, believing and acting. Perhaps it's my subconscious mind playing those old, familiar tapes in an attempt to keep me safe and connected to what I've always known and do what I've always done.

For me, my new beginnings will require me to end a couple of old patterns that no longer serve me as well as create new beliefs to replace the old, liming beliefs that no longer serve me. As difficult as it is to break ties with the familiar, it is exciting to see what lies on the other side.

Another thing that I've noticed is that my life transitions seem to be connected to the cycles of nature. Some of the larger ones have been connected to major natural events. For example, the Old Man of the Mountain in NH came crashing down at the same time my life as I knew it was pulled out from under me. Just as the Old Man slid to the bottom of the cliff, so did the foundation that had been holding me up.

This time the transition is not as dramatic or devastating. This time the transition flows like winter into spring. I can feel myself holding on and resisting a bit. Ironically nature responded with a snow storm at the end of April. I really love snow ... but enough is enough. Just as I really love the things I must let go of, but enough is enough.

It's time for spring, time for rebirth, time for new beginnings.

♫♫ ... every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end ... ♪♪♫

~Semisonics, Closing Time

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