It is commonly accepted that change is the only constant. I don't know who said it first, but they were right.
Some changes are like geological shifts and evolution. Others are fast, like a pitstop in F1 racing.
These past few months have definitely felt like a pitstop. Deciding to change jobs and move in a matter of weeks and then finding a new place and moving within just one more week has left my head spinning! It is now four months down the line. The new job is settling in nicely and the new place is starting to feel cozy and I finally have time to reflect.
Funny thing is...
I don't think the changes have come and gone. The restlessness has not left me. The sense of impending shifts is still there. Now, at the moment, it is just a vague niggle at the back of my consciousness. I don't know what shape this next change will take, whether it be careerwise, homewise or otherwise, but I have a sense of it... and it's exciting!
See, this is the interesting part. I like my comfort zone as much as the next girl. It is not usual for me to want to change. I always buy the same brands and shop at the same shops. I have a favourite restaurant and a favourite author. I always eat my cereal with hot milk and leave my sweet potatoes for last. But right now... I don't know... There is something at the edge of my thinking, somewhere between second and third thoughts (see "A Hat Full of Sky"), something telling me not to relax and get comfortable.
Should I be worried? Am I being fanciful? Am I being overly hopeful? I don't know.
Change is the only constant, so let's see what happens next!
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