I've been thinking a lot about the pace of change lately. How it can feel so slow and so fast. How it can be so invisible as its happening but so obvious from a distance. How it can be as routine as the tide and as routine-destroying as a tidal wave.
At any point in the past three years, if you'd asked me what was happening in my life, I probably would've said “not much.” I've felt pretty stuck in the quicksand of events, emails, and Things To Do™, pulled under by the weight of day-to-day life.
But when I look back at where I was in March 2020 and where I am now three years later, literally EVERYTHING in my life has changed.
I moved states. I finished my PhD. I published a book. I adopted dogs. I quit social media. I got married. I started a business. I stopped making one podcast. I started making three other podcasts. I made new friends. I got new clients. I travelled. And most importantly, I dreamed. I dreamed. I dreamed.
The impossibly slow and radically transformative pace of change is definitely a Saturnian lesson. So it shouldn't surprise you to learn that the past three years have also encompassed my Saturn return.
What I'm taking away from this period is that I don't have to be in such a hurry. For the lucky among us, life is long. Dreams can go slow. Even once-in-a-lifetime opportunities circle back. The best soups simmer before they boil.