Looking back, 2016 has been another year of great progress: I quit my job, slept outside more, quieted internally, read a lot, meditated often, grew spiritually, hiked, ran, skied & snowshoed.
I've worked on setting new intentions, focused on the daily actions and directions of my life.
I've focused more on meaning, purpose & impact. I've gauged my life by the direction I'm headed and the traction I'm gaining. I'm incrementally moving toward personal goals, dreams.
When I quit my job in June, I had a heartfelt conversation with my boss that while I didn't know where I was going to end up or what I was going to do, my heart felt called to make space for new opportunities, adventures and service.
I cried, as some of my co-workers told me to follow my dreams, that they wish'd that they'd have had the courage to (at one time or another) have followed theirs. They told me they were proud of my courage, that the timing is never right and that living a life outside of the traditional societal framework is admirable.
The truth is, I have no idea what I'm doing. I have no idea what my "career" will end up looking like. I know that I have certain transferable skills that are applicable to areas I'm interested in, passionate about, have fun doing and can contribute and be impactful and make a difference. I'm on my way to discovering my calling - and it's exciting!
These days I do a lot of stuff. Some days I simply write, sleep outside, help others, take pictures, focus on God, build businesses, help organizations, reveal truth, explore the inward, stare at the sky and quiet my heart. I know that my calling's direction will gain traction the more I become still, listen intently and show up for the work He assigns me each day. For this moment, I'll take that.