Tides of Change

and riding the waves

Change can be exciting and energising. It can also be scary as fuck. And I feel the older we get, the more daunting the thought of change is.

I’m in a big season of change in my life right now. The murmurings of the start of this change began a while back. A little whisper, some rustling, some unsettling. The feeling grew in the pit of my stomach until one day it just felt like a five alarm fire that I had to address immediately.

Once you realise that change has come a-knocking, all of a sudden, everything that isn’t pushing you in the direction of that change seems out of alignment. It gets really uncomfortable.

So, I quit my job as a Creative Director at the fitness studio I work at. I’m going all in on my life coaching business. I’m rebranding and changing the direction of what I’m coaching around and I’m so frikkin’ excited about it all, I might burst.

Am I ready for this change? Practically, no. But mentally and emotionally, I’ve never been more ready and I know, with every fibre of my being, it’s gonna work out.

Why has this been a harder decision to make as someone over 40? Because life is supposed to be about stability at this point and I’ve just ripped the rug out from under myself. I don’t have any of those external markers of ‘age success’ we’re supposed to have; I don’t own property, I’m single, I don’t have kids, I don’t have a high flying job, I have no assets, I have never been in the position to take multiple holidays a year.

Society tells me I should be uber focused on achieving that status.

But my brain tells me, fuck that.

Success will look and feel the way I want it to, on my terms.

You don’t have to settle. You don’t have to fit in. You don’t have to play by the rules. Age should never be a factor in whether or not you chase your dreams. Make it happen in whatever way you can, to whatever degree you can. You owe it to yourself. There is nothing worse than wishing you had.

Go do it.