My cheese is moving — again!

My boss recently announced she was moving on to another company.  I have one problem with that: I love working for my boss.  So naturally, I started catastrophizing in my head: “Oh no! I will never have another mentor in the work place!  How could she do this to me?!  My next boss will be terrible and I will welcome death over work!  I think everything is just perfect that way it is and nothing should change.”

But how realistic is that?

Have you ever read the book Who Moved My Cheese?: An Amazing Way to Deal with Change in Your Work and in Your Life?  Dr. Spencer Johnson does a great job explaining the reality of change and what happens if change is resisted.  He simplifies it down to mice (and humans) looking for cheese in a maze – an example easy to understand, yet profound in its message.   

Read the Wiki synopsis – I’m sure you’ll see yourself in there somewhere…

Change Happens:  They Keep Moving The Cheese

Anticipate Change:  Get Ready For The Cheese To Move

Monitor Change:  Smell The Cheese Often So You Know When It Is Getting Old

Adapt To Change Quickly:  The Quicker You Let Go Of Old Cheese, The Sooner You Can Enjoy New Cheese

Change:  Move With The Cheese

Enjoy Change!  Savor The Adventure And Enjoy The Taste Of New Cheese!

Be Ready To Change Quickly And Enjoy It Again:  They Keep Moving The Cheese.

It’s true – change is scary.   But it’s going to happen, so give in and embrace it, and maybe even enjoy it.  Since my boss will inevitably go on to her next adventure, I might as well accept it.  Cause that’s life.

Matthew 6:25-34, Do Not Worry

Matthew 6:25-34

25 Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

28 And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Back to School Anxiety

Every year before school starts, my church has an event called “Blessing of the Backpacks”. Children bring their backpacks, filled with school supplies. During worship service, a special blessing is said, and later, the school supplies are given to children in need.

I wonder: if they did this when I was a kid, would it have helped me to know my backpack had been blessed? That there was a congregation full of people that witnessed its blessing? That I could touch my backpack anytime I started to feel anxious? That there was a physical, tangible something I could clutch onto and remember there were people wishing me well?

Similarly, my church gives a special prayer for our college students before they return to campus. I think I would have cut out this announcement from the church newsletter and kept it in my bag so I had a visual reminder that my church was praying for me and will continue to do so.

Did my parents wish me well every day? I can truthfully say they did – they have always been supportive. But having an outward showing of community support – an event, a ritual – takes the ordinary daily routines and makes them stand out. I’m not suggesting this could alleviate anxiety, but it might be one of the things that brings comfort to a child as they go through their day.

A friend of mine pins a ribbon to the inside of her son’s pocket. While at school if he gets nervous, he can simply put his hand in his pocket and be reminded his mom cares about him. We could never use too many things that are outward symbols of loved ones supporting us.