Happy First (Official) Day of Fall, everyone!
I feel like it’s already been fall for a few weeks now (thanks, social media, for starting that trend), but since it’s my favorite season, I thought I’d give it the recognition that it truly deserves!
Today’s post is more of a checking-in rambling of where I am. Something about the seasons changing always gets me reflecting on what’s going on in my life. From the end of winter, to spring, to summer, to fall, each season in 2017 has brought about a lot of change. It’s crazy to think that just nine months ago, I was sitting at a desk-job that had me counting down the minutes until I could leave, waking up Monday wishing it was Friday, and feeling utterly and completely not me.
That’s not to say corporate is bad. It’s just not my bag, baby (if you guess what that is a reference to, you are my new favorite human).
I saved up my money, left my desk job (sorry, Big Pharma, we are never getting back together), and for the first time in my life, I just focused on me and figuring out who I am (at least as a 20-something year old), what I really want to do with my life, and how I can feel my best. I discovered meditation and was introduced to a whole new realm of spirituality. I was painting again, writing what I wanted to write, and building friendships that were based in trust, honesty, and love. No conditions.
When I first left my job to work for myself, I really thought I had only saved up enough money to last me until the start of summer. I thought that I’d take a few weeks off as a mental vacation. I’d paint and go to therapy more. I’d just come up for a quick breath of air, and then I’d return to corporate life.
You’ve probably heard me talk a lot about the Universe, and for a good reason. Before meditation, I believed that this was just how the world works, that I had no control and that life just happened to me. But as I put more and more faith into the Universe, it showed me something: that it always had and always will have my back. As the beginning of summer approached, I realized I still didn’t want to go back to corporate life. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to work. On the contrary, I wanted to make a huge and positive contribution to the community- both small and large. I wanted to better the world in some way. But I wasn’t going to do it by earning money for the sake of earning money.
So somehow, and I’m really not sure how, but my savings just kept finding ways to extend itself. I’d all of the sudden get a tax return or sell a painting out of nowhere. It bought me time to really figure out what I really wanted to do.
And in that time, I found myself. Or part of myself at least. I don’t think you ever have it all figured out, and with each new stage of life, you change. P.S. for all of your new college grads out there, you ain’t seen nothing yet (trust me, it’ll be good).
I’ve realized that my passion is driving me towards helping people. I want to bring light and positivity into this world. That’s why I paint and that’s why I blog. But I want to take it a step further.
In February, I’ll be going back to school to get my certification to become a Nutritional Therapy Practitioner, or an NTP. After scavenging all of my sources (a.k.a. the internet, my dietician, nutrition friends, and the like), the NTP program seemed to most align with my goals: to help people see that food is healing for our own bodies, our communities, and the greater world.
Now, I’m not saying I have it all figured out. Believe me, I’m the farthest from knowing the answers. But I feel a lot more comfortable in the unknown. I still want to paint and spread light through the canvas (I sound so pretentious right now, but when you’re talking about the Universe, it’s all light and love here, friends), but I also want to have a voice in the wellness world, have some credibility behind what I say (unfortunately the years I’ve spent in a dietician’s office for anorexia didn’t count as schooling), and show people that this food thing doesn’t have to be all that difficult. I’m not sure how to make it all mesh, but I know one way or another, it’s going to all work out.
I’m sure someone with more street cred has said this before, but you don’t have to have a destination to begin the journey.
You just have to trust the process. Know that you’ll find a way to make it work. Whatever you love, whatever you’re passionate about, whatever lights your soul on fire (as my beautiful friend, Jordan, would say), there is always a way.
For those of you that want to know how I make it work, I’m juggling a few roles right now that I’m more than psyched to be in. I’m helping out with social media for some of my favorite brands, I’m playing around with videography for a friend’s recipe videos, I’m babysitting, I’m painting, and I’m doing my foodie thing over here. Each of these roles brings me joy everyday, a joy that is good and pure and satisfying.
Yes, it’s less conventional, but it works for me. I’m not saying for everyone to just up and quit your jobs (especially if you have a family- I totally get it’s a lot easier to do this when there’s less responsibility). But there are ways to make it work for you. Everyone is one his or her own journey. Respect that.
So for me, I’m just going to do my thing and keep on spreading the love. That’s all we really need to be doing anyways, ya know? This world could use a little more of it too.
That brings me to my final point…have you noticed the new hashtag? #iyamlove. Good, right? Just a little something Jared and I brainstormed last weekend 😉 It combines my serious love for sweet potatoes with the mission I want to keep sharing: that we are all love, and the sooner we realize that, the better our lives will be! Love and kindness go a long way, peeps. And thank goodness it’s fall because sweet potatoes are very much in season! 😉
Have a beautiful start to fall, everyone J I have a feeling it’s going to be a good one.
Much love as always,