the only constant is change

I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about change lately, trying to make peace with the idea that it’s the state of change that is normal, that nothing stays the same, and that it’s good that it is so. See, I tend to travel within the ruts I wore into my path long ago. While I almost always have a lovely time and some fun surprises when I’m jolted out of those ruts, I (usually) feel comfortable there, and I don’t always take the time to reexamine them, to see if they are still working for me and if I still want to go where they are taking me. I think most people work that way.

So, I’m trying to pay more attention to my habits and to shift those that need shifting to reflect the way my life is now, not the way it was 10 or 20 or 30 years ago. And I’m working hard at acknowledging where I came from while letting those former mes have a nice little tea party in the past, where they belong.