We are all capable of living an intentional life – one that, at its core, is like the eye of a hurricane, still and centered, aligned with the values that we hold most dear. We can steer the direction of our life from that center, even while the winds of life swirl around us. I started this blog as a resource and community for those of us seeking authenticity, connection, and mindfulness, while we try to stand tall in the eye of the hurricane.
I was really good at marking off “to-dos.” Successful career? Check. House? Check. Relationship? Check. I mean, I was so good at pleasing other people that I once received an award for working more hours than anyone else. Gee…. Thanks? That’s a bit depressing.
I was living the life that I thought I wanted. I did what I was “supposed” to do. I spent my days and nights spinning as fast as I could toward whatever checkpoint I thought (or was told) was next, without giving much thought to why I was doing it, or who I was trying to please.
When I finally sat still and let those questions rise to the surface, I realized my life had nothing in common with what my soul needed. It took me a long time to admit that the life I had worked so hard to achieve was not what I wanted, and even longer to change it, but I did.
I pieced together a story for my life, the big picture plot, and changed everything until I finally started thinking – “I like that story, that’s a story I want to be a part of. I don’t want to miss a second of that life.”
The weird thing is that, from the outside, the life I wanted to lead probably didn’t look all that different from the one I had before. But, from the inside, it was night and day.
Now, I find myself being pulled back into old thought patterns, old ideas of who I am, what I am capable of, and who gets to decide. So I have to keep checking in with my intuition, keep checking in with my heart and my gut instincts and keep resisting that pull toward something else. I want to live my life. Not the one other people tell me I should.
I want my life to be intentional, to move away from the default expectations that I learned along the way. From the big picture ideas to the minute decisions. I know I’m not alone. I know there are other women, daughters, mothers, who are trying to find purpose in their lives, to hold space for others and hold on to their identities at the same time.
We can navigate our decisions, our conversations, our thoughts, and our relationships from the eye of the hurricane. If we keep re-centering, clarifying those core values, and rooting down into them, we can stay strong as life’s circumstances try to pull us away from that still and steady core.
I’m not an expert (just ask my husband).
I don’t have all the answers.
It’s the questions that are important.
Let us ask the questions.
Let us explore the answers.
Let this be a place to forge connection, for cheerfully finding community. For figuring out how to find joy and clarity amidst the everyday. Let us seek an authentic life, a life true to ourselves, a life that is filled with passion and ease and meaningful relationships. Let us share our stories and try to keep ourselves rooted in the eye of the hurricane.