A few years ago, I was an undergraduate freshman who was learning to meditate for the first time. Now I am a coach that creates meditations for survivors of emotional abuse all over the world to help them to heal.
I never could have imagined that a lighthearted conversation over something funny that a kid said would change my life in such a big way. I was nearing the end of my pregnancy and sitting with my sister-in-law at a family gathering. She told me a story about how my niece asked her what it was that she wanted to grow up to be, as a little girl.
Here’s a golden nugget of good news: You don’t have to wait for the next New Year to roll around to reinvent/better yourself.
I don’t know if it was the quarter-life crisis or the exhaustion from my ever-growing worry. Whatever it was made me decide that enough was enough. It was time to change myself for the better.
I have spent the last 10 years trying to find my “passion.” That’s when it hit me! I work for a brewery, why not learn more about the craft of making beer. So that’s exactly what I did. I nerded up and asked questions. In between I offered my assistance to anyone who needed it. Now that I have found my passion I feel like I am unstoppable. It hasn’t always been that way though.