I think I am on the other side of the most substantial bout of inspiration I have ever experienced in my life. I fear that what has just passed will also serve to be the biggest bout of inspiration I shall ever receive; that what I worked through in my 25th year, and the conclusions that I landed on will in fact be the very most pivotal moments of my life. period. There is no way to hide that I have turned my life on its head within the past 12 months. I devised a way to change careers, I met a loving partner, I started taking classes again, I started teaching a whole different type of class....
Through all of this change, though it was completely necessary, I worry I will have nothing left to rewrite in the year ahead. I have simply changed everything about the way I conduct my life in the past 12 months, so much so, that I am concerned there is nothing left to change.
I also worry that I am too comfortable with change. Change is my comfort zone. What happens if the changes I have made this year don't stick? How will I continue to evolve and incorporate my new life into the equation? My fears are not that of change, but of stagnation.