Chaos gets a bad rap.
Concentrated energy in a small space of time is powerfully uncomfortable. Something we don’t believe capable of handling.
But we can, and do.
Perhaps upheaval is a good thing. We take notice.
Order quickly turns ordinary and escapes our view.
Stagnation all too easily ensues.
Order may be a rest, but certainly not an end.
A calm to catch our breath while change charges on.
Wait too long and movement becomes hard to do.
Enter chaos to stir up freedom again.
Leverage for our use.
Ebb and flow.
Each is the other soon enough.