That Post Where I Ramble Emotionally and Possibly Incoherently Because I Am On A Plane and You Are Always More Emotional On Planes, and Also Cause, You Know, Major Life Change, and Dad.

I’m currently sitting 30,000+ feet in the air (it should go without saying that I’m in a plane – my levitation game is not that strong yet).

I’m somewhere south of Chicago right now, en-route to LAX. There I will switch planes and start the long journey to Sydney. What awaits me on the other side? I’m not totally sure.

I just quit my job that I have had for almost seven years to take a chance on a passion that makes my heart sing. I didn’t just quit for that – it was time for change. Time to leave my comfort zone and to put myself in situations where I am challenged to grow in new ways. And what better a reason than to pursue what makes my heart sing?

Pursuing what makes my heart sing doesn’t feel like I thought it would. I’ve cried almost every day the past month because I am, frankly, terrified. I am full of doubt, and I’m not totally sure that I have what it takes to pull this grand gesture off.

But what I am totally sure of is that the greatest payoffs of my life have come from the greatest changes (both those created by me and those created by circumstance). And although I sometimes fight it, I really wouldn’t have it any other way. Some people relish in slow steady change, taking small steps that eventually create a large shift. Apparently I’m not one of those people. It turns out I come from the “go big or go home” camp and live in grand sweeping gestures turned up to 100 decibels. I like it that way. Although it’s sometimes overwhelming, it is always juicy.*

I’m not totally sure where this post is going. If this were a play, you’d probably be confused by the plot (albeit charmed by the acting, I’m sure). I’ll wrap it up with this last thought. Dad always told me that no matter what, love what you do because you are going to spend most of your life doing it. So I am going after what makes my heart sing in honor of you dad. And nestled away in my carry-on, in an old melatonin bottle, are some of your ashes. So you can come with me on this grand adventure, the kind that would make you proud.

*I’m pretty proud of my personal development work and if you’re interested in hearing about it then check back here because I’ll write more about my thoughts and processing as I go through this particular life change. If not, perhaps you would enjoy this baby goat video compilation instead.

 

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