One thing is certain — change.
Change is the great exchange, familiar past for future strange.
The mind packs a range for change, beyond that lies adamantine.
Urgency accelerates; excitement floors it.
Change is strange until our thoughts we rearrange.
Keep your change in a jar; but your transformation — spend that.
Put your change in your pockets; permanences — display in plain sight.
Change-agents need patience.
Interpretation is the blunt edge of resistance to the cutting edge of change.
To change is sane; stuck is mental muck.
Move often, toward freedom.