I think a lot about change because
- I’m a psychotherapist (so change is my business),
- three years ago, I was hired at a large Primary Care Practice of a major Boston teaching hospital to be a “Change Agent” (introducing more group work and more in-the-moment responsiveness to patients in emotional distress),
- changes we choose can feel a lot different from changes that are thrust upon us,
- change is a part of growth and healing,
- noticable change — even good change — often evokes resistance in others,
- change is scary for many human beings,
- small changes can seem invisible, trivial, and unimportant, and
- I’ve witnessed enormous changes starting with one, small change.
I think about change SO much, that the small change list above could be much, much larger. However, I’d like to change this post into a more visual one, now.
Today, on the first day of the new year, I’m considering this small change:
Changing my profile picture, here at WordPress.
Now, you have to admit that’s a REALLY small, unimportant change — totally undeserving of a dramatic reveal like that, or of much time spent by you OR me.
Nevertheless, this is exactly how I choose to spend my first moments of 2015, here at WordPress.
Here are some candidates, for that particular change:
That’s Jane Austen, still my favorite writer after all these years, who appeared in this recent post I wrote, which — I think — has already created observable changes in me.
That’s one of my favorite T-shirts, from one of my favorite diners, which has appeared in several important (to me) “Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally” posts (including this, this, this, this, this, and that).
It’s another t-shirt, which I created a few years ago because I (and many experts) honestly believed I was the longest surviving person in the entire world with a cardiac pacemaker. I don’t wear that t-shirt any more. Why? Because, somebody — who found this blog and who got her first pacemaker before I got my first one in 1963 — contacted me. So, I changed about that, too.
That image appeared in this post, a year and a half ago. I found it, just now, by searching the word “chocolate” through all 730 of my previous, daily posts. Would anybody like to guess what number of posts that was? Personally, I wouldn’t change a thing about any of all that.
That was my profile photo from my first year of blogging. Returning to that might seem like the opposite of progress, but as I’ve described here, here, and elsewhere, we cycle through changes in our lives, often going over similar territory (but always moving up and onward).
That’s a nice photo, but it’s not me. Also, it’s never appeared in this blog before. It’s just a picture I saved a while ago before I got my hair cut by the fabulous Mia (previously appearing in this blog — according to my search for “Mia”– here, here, here, here, here, here, here, and here).
That IS me, and it continues (while also substantially changing) some personal visual mysteries I’ve created so far, in this blog. But that’s a little scary for a profile picture, isn’t it? I hope I didn’t scare my then 15-year-old son Aaron — who was in the emergency room with a collapsed lung — by looking like that while I was with him there, back in June 2013. By the way, that black cat around my neck is a gift from my guy/boyfriend/partner/whatever-you-want-to-call-him, Michael.
That’s similar to my current profile picture, with two obvious changes — the tiger is wearing a hat and NOT wearing glasses (which I do need, to see clearly). I should also confess this: I’m not wearing that hat these days.
That photo continues the tiger theme, plus it shows two puppets very important to me, one I’ve had since I was a little girl. I inadvertently changed the larger puppet (named “Tiger”) when I placed his head on a lightbulb, so he could listen to me practice piano, many years ago.
I think this photo probably appeared in this previous blog post and it was drawn by my longtime friend Ada (appearing in the comment section of this non-trivial blog post and this one, too, among other places), decades ago. I wouldn’t change a thing about Ada or that drawing.
There are many more profile-picture possibilities I could write about, including
- sticking with my current glasses-wearing tiger,
- changing to any of the hundreds of photos appearing in this blog previously, or
- changing to one of the images I captured since writing yesterday’s post:
… but I’d like to end this post so I can be ready for today’s resumption of that trivial pursuit game pictured above, with Aaron and Michael.
What changes are important to you, here and now?
I suppose I should make one final change to this post, by adding some music about change.
(“A Change is Gonna Come” by Sam Cooke found here, on YouTube.)
Thanks to all who go through changes every day, including you, y’know.