I woke up this morning knowing and feeling in every cell of my body that the life I have known is done. I’m at a crossroads, and I knew that India would put me there. I didn’t realize how difficult it would be emotionally.
There is a picture of me, sitting on the houseboat on the Ganges. I usually hate photos of myself. That’s why you rarely see any. But India shifted that; I integrated my soul. I like myself. I’m a work in progress, but my photo no longer scares me or horrifies me.
I woke up, and looked for another job. But I don’t want them. I want to create a totally new life. Originally I gave myself five years, but this morning I realized that the time to act is now.
So, this morning my mind has weighed up many options, strategies, ideas. The resolution/realization: sometimes we just need to jump. It doesn’t matter where I end up landing; the first step of jumping is the important one.
When I jump, a world of opportunity will open.
And, even if I end up in the same location, I will have changed and chosen to be there. At the moment, it’s not my first choice.
If I want a different life, a joyous and happy life, it’s on me to create the opportunity for it to exist.
I just have to feel the courage to jump.
And it really isn’t that difficult. We are all cats; we land on our feet.
This, I know for sure.