I need a plan.
I have had this loose plan for a little over three years, it
sounds great.
It sort of starts with “let’s get out of here!”
Unfortunately, the plan also ends there.
There is no destination or clear starting point that follows
the declaration that I’ve got to get out of here, and I do.
I get distracted from my plan easily, by a change in
weather, a change in conversation, a happy feeling. Anything.
I’m human and according to some, two and a half mythical
creatures as well. I get distracted. I de-rail my own train, often.
I have been seeking out all of this information, outside of
myself, looking for answers. Any answer that will provide me with a path of
action that is both clear and safe. The only place I am really going to get
that information from is within my mind and my heart.
I turn to astrology often and I turn to divination – which
in turn, leads me back to myself. I am the one who ultimately has the answers.
While the astrological approach may seem ridiculous to some, I feel having an awareness
of current planetary influence could never be to my detriment.
So, what is the plan? What the hell are we after?
Truth is, I am not completely sure. I just know that
vocationally, I have gotten very far from where I wanted to be and I am not
quite sure how to get back to where I would like to be. A way of working that feels
free both physically and emotionally. To conjure a way of working where ease,
and beauty are co-creators in all things.
This, naturally poses the question, do I even still want to
do what I felt excited by nearly fourteen years ago? I decided to be a Graphic
Designer fourteen years ago. I finished my studies ten years ago and here I am.
Disgruntled.
Disillusioned
Dissatisfied
Discovering what I want.
It’s not all negative – it’s not all bad.
Discovery is almost always a lovely thing.
For now, my plan is to commit to creating, planning and
discovering what I truly need. Committing – staying focused – feeling at ease –
staying open.
I think that will take me where I need to go.
Hand in hand, we’ll stroll forward.
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