I was talking to my lady wife today, discussing the change in the rate of change in our lives.  When we were younger life seemed to be composed of passing a series of landmarks such as marriage, the births of our children, job & house changes etc.  Then it feels like you get to a place where these waymarks no longer exist; it rather reminds me of my drive across Canada when I got to the plains states and one could drive all day and nothing seemed to change.  It maybe that, like my Canadian road trip, that I am bang on course, but at present it feels like one in sitting in a stationary train in a tunnel, one maybe on track but there are no visible signs.

People talk a lot about the periods in the change cycle when lots is happening, but these more static periods are very much part of the process too. 

I’d be interested to hear how you handle these periods…

“We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves.”  Lynn Hall

“All change is not growth, as all movement is not forward.”  Ellen Glasgow