The Change Agent

There are times in life when you cross paths with a reflection...of your deepest fear and your greatest joy.

 The other day I met someone who calls himself a "change agent." He is the kind of person who makes an impression on the very core of your being.  My first thought was, "same game - different angle."  My ego decided "I don't like this person...he's rude; he's arrogant and doesn't give a damn about how you may feel!" From there my mind began to create a limiting belief as we so often do...and the ego was nourished by its creation.

But then I spent a day with him and I could not deny the things that he showed me which touched my soul, and challenged my senses. He was passionate about his beliefs, wildly rebellious, and unapologetically carefree.  He wanted what he wanted with no thought of circumstances or limitations.  There was an anger in him at injustice, suffering, and the lack of caring in the world.  He could strip you bare and leave you standing naked with just his words. There was a depth to him that spoke to me..."Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls."

Gingerly I ventured out beyond my ego, and there I caught a glimpse of his heart - beyond the roar. There was love - quiet, vulnerable, and waiting.  There was a lesson in his crudeness...

He picked up the funny shaped stone sitting on the shore.  Examining it for a brief moment, he callously flung it into the depth of the ocean.  And, as he did, the Universe caught it, unfolding and lifting it high with the force of a mighty wave - and its beauty sparkled...

For the Universe understood...change

By Melody Edwards