I always find that January 1st lacks the real sense of renewal that a new year requires. It might be the Canadian winter or the fact that Christmas can be an exhausting time, but January never feels like the start of it all. A few years ago I started to feel as if my new year started on July 1st. Canada Day marked a time of things coming to a close, change and new adventures. The fact that it was the start of summer didn’t hurt either.
I haven’t written for a while because something occurred in my life. I do not want to go into detail about what at this time, but I know you would understand why it took me away from The Kollektive for a while. What I will tell you is that I once again find myself thinking how strange life is & how it throws things into your path when you least expect them.
I have always thought that I am not one of those early riser, happy, morning people & have recently become a complete night owl. The one that stay up until 4 am & sleeps until noon. Which is great, if you are a college student, but less great when you are an adult trying to get things done. Things like write for this blog, but there always seemed to be a good excuse. It’s too hot. I have no ideas. I forgot to update my domain. Allergies.
But, this morning I woke up at 6 am & felt this magical essence of happy creative productivity. I was like “I get it guys! I get you morning people! This is amazing! Hilary I get it!”
So here I am awake at 7 am on a Monday after an amazing nights sleep, during which I actually had dreams, feeling awesome & eager to conquer the day. As I write this I have decided that this is day one of my sleep reform as I am going to be morning person this fall. To help me keep this new-found eagerness to wake up early I am going to prepare a list of all of the reasons why being a night person is less than ideal.
The thing about changing your life & living in unchartered territory is even thought you are generally much happier, stress does not completely disappear from your life.
Any life guru who tells you that is talking bullshit.
You know that thing you like to do but never do enough of?
Going to Toronto Island was that thing for me. My schedule never allowed me to plan an Island day too frequently & I think I use to think it was “too far” to go by myself. I had to cross water, which clearly that was not a thing one did by themselves.
Strange, the things you tell yourself that limit your joy of life.
Well, as 2016 is a NEW year for me. It is a year in which I find myself in totally unchartered territory, but in a very good way, & so going to the Island after work on Sunday was my plan.
You are going about your daily routine. Doing the same thing day after day. You are not unhappy, but your not “living your dream” or “living to your full potential” or whatever the life coach experts are calling the feeling of satisfaction one gets when one is living an authentic / real life.
You have responsibilities, obligations and goals to meet. You don’t have time, energy or money to take the risk to do something.
Besides, what would people think if you suddenly quit your career, sold your house and moved to Thailand for a year? Or moved in with your parents to start your own business?
I have a tendency to work on draft posts too long, so long that I end up questioning the relevance of the experience or the thought. So the post wallows in the purgatory of “Draft” forever & then 2 months go by & I wonder does anyone care about what happened 2 months ago?
Quick. What happened two months ago?
I well help you, it was Thursday August 27th …
A new season & a new path opens up before me.
Am I brave enough to take it? Or do I hesitate & take the path I already know so well?