It is in the times of fear and unrest, when I am rolling down the mountain, that I want to run away and hide, disappear, and let the snowball roll on without me. Change has hit me and knocked me off kilter, leaving me questioning all that I thought I knew was true about my life. It is in this time that I realize my view of the mountain and my place on it was all just an illusion. Thinking that I am in control or feeling like I am being plowed over by life, it’s all in my mind. Maybe this is the lesson that change brings, find what is true, find what holds meaning and know that it is constant while life rolls on.