This may be considered a continuation of last week’s post, and possibly the two preceding it. I started this blog with slightly unrealistic expectations: I thought that if I could someway find a way to help people, I can start coaching and maybe make my first dollar by the time I’ve been around for six months. I don’t really want to hold this back because I don’t want to betray anyone’s trust: that was my intention. It was an odd time, characterized mostly by me obsessing about what I can contritute to readers. I saw other people do it and thought, “Why can’t I?” Eventually I just found myself going around in circles; I was in a maze that I couldn’t figure out.
All along I was afraid of looking like a fool for choosing the wrong path. I think sometimes when I get really concerned with other peoples’ life choices, it’s a reflection of our insecurity in my own. I can look at someone who’s got a high-paying corporate job and think “Well at least I’m not tired unhappy like they are,” even though I actually don’t know what’s going on in their lives. From the outside looking in, it’s really easy to spot where people could improve. Somehow I convince myself that I know what’s best for people, but lately I’m preferring the idea that everyone has their own journey.
Last Saturday after attending a workshop on effective communication, our group went out for dinner. The topic of discussion, as is often the case when meeting new people, is what we plan to do for a living. Going around the table, there was a common pattern of people trying out several, slightly unrelated jobs. Observing the frustration and confusion that people had over this question, the group facilitator put us at ease:
“We sell ourselves short when we compromise for certainty. You could discover whatever you were meant to do at 80, and that would be fine.”
We relaxed a bit upon hearing this, since there’s a lot of pressure built up to have everything figured out now. These days it’s not hard to come by an article online that echoes the same idea (check Buzzfeed or Thought Catalog, if you haven’t done so multiple times already). In general there’s an ongoing trend in this way of thinking. As much as I don’t want to be trite, I do want remind myself and others: whenever you discover what you’re meant to do, that’s when it was meant to happen.