At the end of January I dared to pose the question: What would make my heart sing?
I meditated on this question for a few nights until a clear answer bubbled up from the depths of my being.
What my heart revealed was surprising, exciting, and so fitting. I am pretty sure I would have never seriously considered moving in this direction had I not taken the time to dig deep and listen to my deepest self. Sometimes I keep chugging along one way because I'd set out on that path long ago. Even when all the signs point to 'this isn't necessarily for us anymore, our heart is no longer in it' I find it difficult to stop, take stock, and change direction.
So I've been making new plans. Getting excited about what embarking on this new path could mean. I didn't feel fear or doubt, only excitement and pure joy at the sheer possibilities.
Two and half months later, after crafting a solid plan with tasks and goals and deadlines, the fear and doubt are starting to creep in. The tasks have lost their sheen and the overwhelm has taken over.
But I still have my map and my list of tasks and I'm slowly pushing through the fear, hoping the overwhelm subsides soon.
I meditated on this question for a few nights until a clear answer bubbled up from the depths of my being.
What my heart revealed was surprising, exciting, and so fitting. I am pretty sure I would have never seriously considered moving in this direction had I not taken the time to dig deep and listen to my deepest self. Sometimes I keep chugging along one way because I'd set out on that path long ago. Even when all the signs point to 'this isn't necessarily for us anymore, our heart is no longer in it' I find it difficult to stop, take stock, and change direction.
So I've been making new plans. Getting excited about what embarking on this new path could mean. I didn't feel fear or doubt, only excitement and pure joy at the sheer possibilities.
Two and half months later, after crafting a solid plan with tasks and goals and deadlines, the fear and doubt are starting to creep in. The tasks have lost their sheen and the overwhelm has taken over.
But I still have my map and my list of tasks and I'm slowly pushing through the fear, hoping the overwhelm subsides soon.
