Career Change: Why Your Journey is The Destination

Hello Fam

Yes, I missed you too. Spontaneous birthday events (thank you again for the wonderful wishes) and a 7-day work week got in between. Anyhow I am back. And as always, with my signature did that happen stories.

Some of you beautiful souls have been DMing me. About how this weekly musing has 180 degrees turned your life around. I will be sharing some over the next few weeks.

But first, today’s career magic musing.

Let's start with the end.

I made it.?

A few months ago a friend told me about this scenic beach along one of those deserted quieter sides of the village.

I made a note to explore the scenery, soon. But you know how soon is an immeasurable non-committal trap that holds our dreams captive? Three months later, I was yet to take the trip. Because of nothing else but lame ass excuses.

?So yesterday after a very deep Dru Yoga class, I needed to take a long walk to get back to earth.

As the deserted beach was nearby and today was my aimless wondering Sunday it was a great day to finally head there. Slight caveat though. My friend had described the trip from point A-B. I would be heading in the opposite direction, B-A. Me being me, this didn’t sound like such a bad idea.

?I was also accompanied by a few fun facts.

It was exactly two hours before the next high tide. Sometimes the water fills in fast, sometimes slow I had no idea how long the walk would take. I can't swim well.?

Having put all these into serious consideration, off I went.

?And it was stunning!

I low key felt bad I had missed finding this beauty for 3 months!

The further I walked, the more gorgeous the unfolding. And the more the rocks and small seemingly non-threatening cliffs started popping up.

Feeling adventurous, up the cliffs I went. Diverting further from the sandy beach.

Then it hit me, there was no going back to the sandy beach anymore. The water was already filling up.

The views got even better.

I had a little time to take them in. I had no idea if I would get to the other side. Or how much longer I needed to get there. It was thus obvious I needed to keep moving. ?

A little apprehension checked in, before I could panic, I looked down and saw some footsteps on the few patches?of sand that were still visible.

?Follow those. My inner guide whispered.

?Feeling hopeful, I did. For 1 minute.

Then there were no more. Just rocks.

?Shit I thought.

This is how you die. Slip, hit your head on a sharp stone and off the cliff you are gone.

Calm the fuck down, Martha. Breathe. And remember today’s class. Tune in to your inner guide. Your Northern Star. Your intuition will get you to the other side. There is always a way through.

This reminder just one hour after the class, caught me slightly unaware. Making me lose my balance for a second. So I slipped. My right foot stepped on a sharp stone.

I barely felt the pain or paid notice to it. No time for either.

The truth is I wasn’t much worried about being stuck here with no water for a few hours. I recently met a human who was in the TV show Survivor on a remote island in Venezuela some years back. He lived without food for two months. I can hack this. Instead, I hated more the idea of having to deal with stray beach boys on a deserted beach. Such is the lives of women in 2022.

?My foot is fine. I convinced myself.

Up and down the rocks I went. Slowly this time. Letting my inner compass guide me. On where to step, what to hold onto etc.

?Soon my breath slowed down. And my witty self-checked in.

How bad could this get really? ?What options did I have? Many it turned out.

I could turn back, walk a few meters and take the staircase to a beach house nearby. The security guy or owner accompanied by some crazy wild dogs wouldn’t have it. Worst case scenario is they would be stubborn. But this didn’t worry me. My charm would get me past their gated walls easy peasy.

Another option. I could call a restaurant on the other side. Say I would love to book lunch this afternoon. They’d come pick me up with a boat.

And when the guy arrived, at first he wouldn’t see me. So he’d call. And I would gracefully tell him, am stuck behind the rock. Could you please come pick me up?

He’d think what a ridiculous human I am.

And it would work.

As these and other funny options played out, I kept walking.

?I even took time to take a few photos and videos for my friends who visited recently. This magical place would seduce them right back.

Eventually I reached a point from which I could see my final destination. From here, the breathtakingness (really am running out of adjectives) of the views tripled.

Finally or not. I sighed. And stood still. Letting the soft wind caress my nerves.

As I gazed towards my destination, I saw a family arrive in a canoe. Maybe I could shout and one of them would pick me up? But that would mean walking back to get to a lower ground. I wasn't feeling it.

That’s when I noticed a path behind me. It seemed to head towards the beach.

I relaxed. This would be my way to the end. Instantly I became aware of the weight of my bag. A call to put it down.

Then it hit me, I didn’t care anymore about getting to my destination, now less than a mile ahead.

The views from there wouldn’t be as remarkable. I relaxed some more. And really felt the beauty of the moment.

I had arrived. To a different destination. That I surprisingly loved.

For the first time, it really made sense. This idea of enjoying the ride. The process. Not being too fixated on how the results will look like. Loving what is.

The water was now rising fast. There was a small window left for me to actually cross to the other side. It was thus a good idea to check whether the path nearby would take me to the other side. Or I would have to hang out here until the next low tide.

Three steps in, I saw a snake. Thankfully it was faster and probably more afraid of me so it disappeared into the rocks. At the same time three butterflies flew by. They seemed pretty undisturbed.

Ten steps into the path, awaited my next dead end.?The path ended into a bush. Lmao. This couldn’t get better.

?But I was almost there.

So into the bush and more rocks I went.

A few acrobatic moves later, I was finally on the other side.

I made it. Or did I?

I wanted to turn back and do it all over again.

PS: It's only when I took one final deep sigh and stepped on the wet sand that I realized my foot was hurt and slightly bleeding. It hurt quite badly. Strangely I hadn't noticed.

But for the moment none of this mattered.

?This little adventure had been everything!

Which brings us to your career magic musing for the week, especially if you are seeking change:

1. You can start anywhere. A-B, B-A, A-J-C-Z. Just start and carve your path from there.
2. Soon is the reason you are getting nowhere, ban this vocabulary from your life. Now and forever.
3. Without a clear and calm mind, you will not be able to think clearly, navigate the changes ahead. Otherwise with every unexpected plot twist, you might flip. Like I slipped. This is why I only work with professionals who are committed to transforming their inner lives first.
4. Find your joy in your career journey. What keeps things interesting for you? Humorous? Light? What will help you move with ease? Pack it and keep it replenished! This is your secret weapon for getting to the other side happy and fulfilled.
5. Pain and struggle are inevitable. What are you willing to struggle for to achieve your desired professional, business or personal goals? Bring more awareness to the painful moments along your journey. Don't hang out there too long. Take time to heal (the toxic bosses, the unmet needs, the unfair treatments etc) and then gracefully move along. Workplace trauma is real, don't wait to be shocked when you arrive at your destination.

Which of these 5 insights are you choosing to work on in Q2 of 2022?

Love & Light

Luna

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