For some reason today seems like a great day to start a new blog. I am living in a new city (Vancouver BC) surrounded by people I adore, one of my best friends got married to the love of her life and Mother Nature gave a big ole glimpse into the joys of Spring for a few hours this afternoon.
March 5th is all about Hope and Possibility.
I am really working on celebrating this idea of a new spring and the unlimited opportunities a new start brings. But it is scary as heck.
You see, for the first time in a long time I am without a plan. Even when I was being irresponsible - quitting my job and running across the country with someone I barely knew - I had a plan. Okay so it was not the most well thought out plan but it was a plan.
This time it is different. The only thing that is clear is that my original perfect plan is no more. I have not come to Vancouver for the awesome job with an exciting Tech Company experiencing rapid growth. I am not living in a fancy apartment and jumping from one high pressure HR job to another. Nope. That is not what the universe has in mind. I do still get to breathe the wonderful fresh air of my homeland and watch hockey in prime-time but the rest is a little less clear.
I have spent the last week or so mostly in denial that I am going to have to figure this all out. I have tackled the many administrative things that are attached to moving home (signing up for my universal health care and drinking Tim Horton's coffee). But there is more to be done. I am still not sure what the path is but right now it seems to have 3 parts:
March 5th is all about Hope and Possibility.
I am really working on celebrating this idea of a new spring and the unlimited opportunities a new start brings. But it is scary as heck.
You see, for the first time in a long time I am without a plan. Even when I was being irresponsible - quitting my job and running across the country with someone I barely knew - I had a plan. Okay so it was not the most well thought out plan but it was a plan.
This time it is different. The only thing that is clear is that my original perfect plan is no more. I have not come to Vancouver for the awesome job with an exciting Tech Company experiencing rapid growth. I am not living in a fancy apartment and jumping from one high pressure HR job to another. Nope. That is not what the universe has in mind. I do still get to breathe the wonderful fresh air of my homeland and watch hockey in prime-time but the rest is a little less clear.
I have spent the last week or so mostly in denial that I am going to have to figure this all out. I have tackled the many administrative things that are attached to moving home (signing up for my universal health care and drinking Tim Horton's coffee). But there is more to be done. I am still not sure what the path is but right now it seems to have 3 parts:
- Work on my Physical Health. I have spent the last number of years on a downward spiral - ignoring my physical being and the messages it was sending. Now is the time to "Suck it Up ButterCup" and do this.
- Find my Passion. This one is more tricky. I wish I could say that at the age of 44 (almost 45) I had this one figured out. I don't...but I am working with the wonderful Ron Renaud to understand the possible. I spend most of my time hating him because he forces me to confront the truth but that is a sign he is good at doing what he is doing.
- Live my Passion (and make money doing it). At first this seems to be the same as number 2. But it is not. I am learning that it is one thing to know what you are passionate about and another to chuck it all to live your passion. I am figuring that the Universe has decided to give me a bit of a nudge on this one, hence the whole unemployment thing.
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