It has been almost four years now since I stepped into the "real world" with my bachelors degree in hand and a dream to save the world. However, reality was requiring that I support myself so under this pressure I caved in and took on work as a manager at a large retail chain. Let's just say it wasn't exactly what I had envisioned myself doing! After all, I had studied Psychology and was into yoga and meditation. Working a nine-to-five at a place that was not aligned with my passion slowly crushed my soul. Plus, I feared leaving because I had believed what others said about being lucky to even have a job during the economic crisis.
Operating out of fear is never a good idea, and though there was a lot of anxiety attached to the idea of leaving my job, it paled in comparison to the kind of anxiety I experienced when I imagined myself looking back on my life in 20 years and seeing that I had wasted my time as a slave to the "American Dream."
I started to feel stifled by the layers of fear in which I had cloaked my life, and and the panic set in.
"This is my life!" I encouraged myself, "It's ending one minute at a time! I'm not gonna get these minutes back!" After musing over this simple truth for some time, I felt that the wisest thing that I could do would be to redeem those minutes for a dream that was closer to my heart. And to do it now!
I'm no enlightened sage, and mentally detaching myself from my lifestyle was just not happening (I did try!) So I did what any normal, anxious and impulsive 22-year-old girl would do. I got rid of everything. I sold what I could and gave away the rest. No more job, no more car, no more cell phone, no more gym membership, no more bills, no more contracts, no more credit cards. Nothing.
I was now free to follow my heart, and follow my heart was just what I did. So off to Sicily I flew to be with the love of my life. Woohoo!
This was four summers ago, and it was a magical, liberating, and terrifying summer. For the first time in my life I was marching to the beat of my own drum. I was no longer tied down to anything and the future was looking bright.
My fiancé at the time was (and still is) a World Champion freediver, and was teaching freediving courses abroad for a living, so I was able to join along as the yoga and meditation instructor. It was pure magic. It seemed as though all I ever had to do was just "face my fears" and take that first step in aligning myself with my heart. I trumpeted my new found glory to anyone who would listen and encouraged everyone I met to go out and chase their dreams.
We hit Italy, Denmark, England, France, Spain, Greece, and even Dubai, New Zealand and Japan before returning to our new home base in the Bahamas where we would continue to grow and nurture our yoga and freediving lifestyle with the peace and quiet of the island and the depth of her Blue Hole.
We got married on a rock and found a little kitten in a pipe and named her Piper.