Chapters end and begin in the most mysterious of ways sometimes.
They twist and they turn. They morph into things you never thought they would become. And as you continue to walk that path, you find things that you never really thought were going to happen. Life, is one great big mystery…and the more you think you know, the more you are already wrong.
I’ve had my socks knocked off time and time again by things that are completely unexpected and I think that’s the only thing that I really expect from life anymore – change.
And good lord are there some changes going on right now.
For a while now, I’ve been writing about this sense of new space that’s been created ever since I got here to Italy. A massive gap seemed to open up as I moved away from home and moved into a completely new area that I’ve only visited before.
As I pack my backs for Barcelona, I’ve realized that even in having come to Italy, there was a bit of familiarity here. I had explored the city before, I’ve seen the sights, and that sense of wonderment – while still on an all-time high – was just a tick less than what it’s going to be like in living in a completely new spot.
But I wouldn’t have changed a thing about my time here.
It wasn’t as much about adventuring and exploring – although I did do a ton of that – but it was about finding my sweet spot in terms of what I wanted to do with myself in this next chapter of my life. I don’t have a timetable. As the past month has gone on, I’ve realized that this is the start of something I couldn’t have ever really anticipated.
I’ve changed in ways that I don’t think I even understand yet.
This month has been one of the most exciting experiences of my life. To be able to do this – travel the world and work – is by far the most unreal thing I’ve ever done. To be able to look out my window and see the Duomo every single morning, to scoot my desk right in front of that window every single day, and to walk outside and be stepping on those ancient cobble stones is something that has just settled many many different pieces of me.
And here I go, into month two, after weeks of introspection and settling into the quiet, knowing exactly what I have to do to carry forward. That question of “what’s next” has been answered many times in very unique ways and it’s sending me in a direction that I know is the right way to go.
Intuition has been raging.
It has been giving me direction…and that direction seems to be pretty interesting to say the least.
At times, I’ve wondered what would happen if I did something consistently for a year straight. This has been part of the larger conversation I’ve been having with myself lately.
What would I do? What would those things be? What would the daily tasks involve?
Since this has been brewing in me for quite some time, I’m going to give it a shot. I’m going to make that change…and dive all the way in. I don’t want to just be waist high anymore. I want to be all in. Straight into the depths with all of this.
So it’s time to start that story then huh?