Having defined myself for years with the norms of London – Busyness, Action, Purpose – I’m now having to find myself in a new environment. And I ask myself, is living a content life enough?
There is no such thing as ONE ideal job. Your interests and desires, skills and strengths can play out in so many wide-ranging ways and there can be great diversity in what excites you.
As I’ve been sorting through all we own to decide what comes with us on the next phase of our adventures to a new life in Canada I’m reflecting on who am I without my possessions and realising the power I am giving to inanimate objects.
I’d like to banish this myth that we find our thing, our passion, our path, our purpose and then hallelujah life is easy. There are blissful days of lollipops and rainbows but there are also days of pure fogginess. I know, then I forget and then I remember again.
Yesterday I awoke feeling emotional and panicked, lost in thoughts of “what am I doing” and “does it really matter”. It didn’t feel black or… Read More »When the rainbows and unicorns don’t come to play