Beginnings are hard
Moving from 0 to 1 is even harder.
2001 I was profoundly interested in journalism; it could have been a career. Journalism was more than the news or the TV anchor; it was about being investigative, finding hidden stories, and curating the stories printed in the newspaper. Oh, the smell of a fresh newspaper and the ink between our fingers.
My personal journey could be used as headlines in the newspaper; it would probably be better than reading what is currently being printed. Headlines would read, “She did what?” “She finally kissed a boy?” “How much weight has she lost?” “The zit that occupied her face?” What did she do to move mountains?” “What impact will she leave and how?"” See the trend.
My personal manifesto has evolved since then and it has been through learning, experiences, and being “conditioned”. Yes, I use the word conditioned curiously because until the last few years, I have lived my life on autopilot and on what I was taught growing up. I never figured out my manifesto until a few years back. It was like the rug got pulled out of me. But it took a big move, a new path, new friends and my little family.
I had to escape the mundane, the routine, the conversations and unwanted questions. Why do you keep hopping on that hamster wheel? Well, I figured, we were never told we could jump off and create our own. Imagine if I did, things may have turned out slightly different for me.
The community…
Who’s going to be reading this? Is it even worth reading or sharing? Cue imposter syndrome right here.
Have you ever thought about the community you would like to belong to? If I think about the community I want to create, belong to and show up, then it would look something like this:
One, it has to be ever-evolving as we grow. Ageing is not easy, and coming to terms with my grey hair is not easy for me.
It must feature a happy medium of science and mystical wellness practices.
Third, it must include a book club about learning, self-care, business mindset and some romance.
Fourth, can we complain when things are not right in the world and we don’t have control over it.
Support over our mental capacity, what we wake up wanting to and what we end up doing. Sometimes, there are not enough hours in the day, and I would like to sit on the couch.
Choosing to be aware of our feelings, thoughts and body. We might not have the capacity for those conversations or that workout. Admitting you are in a rut and asking for help or finding ways to get out of it is helpful.
Share your everyday clothing (the investment pieces only), the hack that saved you in your personal life or business journey. Recent hike trips, signs from the universe and books, plants and herbs, what to cook for dinner, and a new self-care routine that won’t flood my feed.
Providing honest feedback or business suggestions that you believe may work for the other person as you genuinely care about them.
My likes or following on social media are not a contest. I will post when I want to and feel I need to, and that’s when I have something to say—not all the noise out there.
I am your “be there, whenever, die-hard friend.” My relationships matter to me, but I also need you to understand that you are allowed to respond the same way. It is not a one-way street.
Often enough…
Need I remind you of bullet No.9 above.
I don’t want to make it a chore but I rather unravel the conversation in my head then lay it down here for you to think about and wonder why I was thinking that.
So how about:
I will leave you with one thing: a favourite picture, recipe, joke, tag to a Reel/TikTok Tok or my last picture on my camera roll. Most of the time, it is of this fur baby who was truly meant for me (well, us as a family).
Meet Duke!
Letting this go out there, hopefully, someone will read it!