Hola Amigo. Happy Tuesday! I’m sitting at the airport, about to board a flight from Sydney to the Gold Coast to see family over Easter. We’re going to Noosa for a few days and while I’m excited to see everyone, I honestly hate leaving Sydney. I actually miss the city (mostly Manly) when I’m away. Weird, right?
The prospect of going home for a week got me thinking, (Side note: how awkward is this stage of your twenties when you actually have no idea where to refer to as home so you just call everywhere home and hope people get what you mean?) mostly about how moving away from my family was both one of the hardest but best decisions I ever made.
I often ponder the fact that all the decisions I’m most grateful for now, are the ones that were the hardest to make at the time. They were all based on intuitive nudges, often made no logical or rational sense and required a massive leap of faith; the decision to leave an abusive relationship, the decision to move to Sydney, the decision to quit my internship at a leading network newsroom, the decision to break up with someone I thought I would marry, the decision to set aside four years of University to study life coaching, the decision to start my own business at 22…
I often think about how much easier it would have been to stay put, get a job in journalism, marry someone I dated in high school, have a few kids and live happily ever after. But then I remember that easy wasn’t what I signed up for.
I’m all for going with the flow, and moving through life with ease and grace (even more so now I’m embodying the Divine feminine) but there are times when you have to step up and take the path of most resistance, even when it doesn’t make sense, even when it’s scary as all hell, even when everyone around you thinks you’re insane.
Because what’s right for your Soul doesn’t always make sense to your mind. So while our soul knows exactly where to go and what to do, we do everything we can to convince ourselves we’re stuck. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve tried to bargain with God about something He wanted me to do.
I want you to start a dance studio in the Northern Beaches.
Umm…no, thank you.
Yeah, I’d rather not.
Of course we always have a choice, but following that inner knowing that says, ‘move here, date him, forgive them’ will always deliver a greater reward than staying in your comfort zone ever could. That’s what people mean when they say that ‘fortune favours the brave’ – the Universe rewards us for following our heart wherever it leads; people show up, things fall into place, opportunities present themselves and you get lead to exactly where you’re meant to be.
Even the situation I’m in now (living the gypsy life while I look for a new apartment) it would be so easy for me to say, ‘Mmm…I might just move home for a few months – it’s cheaper, logistically so much easier and I’d have more time with family,’ BUT I know my Soul (her name is Zoe) is calling me back to Sydney. That’s my home now, and even though it requires me to show up with everything I have every single day, I kinda love that it brings out the best in me. With every challenge I face I’m expanding my idea of who I think I am and breaking through limitations about what’s possible for my life. It’s great to come home and relax for a week or so, but I’m here on earth to evolve and expand – and that kind of growth doesn’t happen when you’re comfortable.
It’s easier to put on the TV than be alone with our thoughts, it’s easier to post passive aggressive statuses on social media than have a difficult conversation with someone who hurt us. It’s easier to settle for your current reality than conceiving of one beyond your wildest dreams. But the beautiful thing is, the more you awaken to the reality of who you really are, the less resistance you experience around making decisions in alignment with your Soul. You come to know enough about the faithfulness of God – you experience enough miracles – to trust the process.
Comfortable is overrated. And I can guarantee that it’s not what your Soul came here to experience. Make the hard decisions. You have more courage than you need and more support than you realise.
My flight keeps getting delayed – I’m pretty sure it’s so I can finish this blog post (thanks Angels). I can already tell something epic is waiting for me on that plane. See you tomorrow!
All my love,