As I mentioned in my last post, I recently quit my full time job. I gave up a salary, benefits, routine, and set plans because I was unhappy with the life I was living. Although I am completely content with my decision, it certainly hasn’t all been easy.

I’ve always been a planner. I lay out my weeks and months in my calendar, and get uneasy not knowing what’s happening next. Up until I graduated university, there was always a plan. You went to grade school, then high school, followed by a good university, a good job, and so on and so forth. I did all of these things and was quite successful in a traditional sense, but eventually hit a point where I became so unmotivated and uninspired in my situation, and life in general. So I took a leap of faith and left. I knew I didn’t want to get stuck on that path until a point when I could no longer leave.

But true to fashion, what was the first thing I did when I left my job? I started browsing other jobs in the same industry with the exact same structure – because it’s what I know. This rational part of me began to freak out and apply to anything and everything because my brain kept saying “you need a real job and consistent income and some sort of plan and what on earth have I done?!” I picked up multiple part-time & freelance jobs, a course, some volunteer gigs, and still don’t have a whole lot more clarity on my “career” path than I did before. However, I did do something that I’ve been thinking about for a very long time…

I enrolled in a Yoga Teacher Training program in India in the new year. Much to the dismay and confusion of my parents (unsurprising) but with support of my friends and boyfriend (thankfully), I’ve now got a plan until at least March of next year. That’s like four whole months away – YAY!

Of course the reasonable side of me keeps thinking about what will come next. What happens when I inevitably come home and have no money to my name? Where am I working when I return? Where will I live? But I’m doing my best to just enjoy the moment and the incredible amount of possibilities that having no plan offers me. I’m coming to terms with the fact that not having a plan doesn’t have to be negative thing. You don’t have to have it all figured out to move forward. And as the saying goes anyway, we make plans and God laughs…


You don't have to have it all figured out to move forward



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