Winging it

I have a confession to make, I have no bloody idea what I’m doing. I am what you might refer to as a serial ‘wing artist’. I have perfected the art of making it up as I go, in just about every facet of my life. It’s not to say I don’t have smarts, goals or grit, things I want to achieve in life or the determination to make these happen. I have proven to myself I am capable of this many times over. Ask anyone that knows me and they’ll tell you I have determination in spades. I have just never been one to have a clear and laid out path in life. I am multi-passionate about many things, and for a long time I viewed this as my downfall. These days I am getting better at embracing this zig-zaggy life path I find myself on and realise there is a sense of freedom in following your nose and seeing where this may lead you.

I really do admire those who know from a young age where they are heading in life. They possess that instinctual inner compass that directs them to achieve and flourish within their chosen passion. Or they just have 'it', an amazing, out of this world talent or intellect that must be shared with the world, and they just go forth and #slay. As much as my 20 and 30 year old self wished that that was me, I accept now it is SO not and you know what, that’s totally okay!

Thus far I’ve worn many different hats. Musician, waitress, retail assistant, retail manager, florist’s assistant, real estate sales person and event stylist. I never saw myself having children and was pregnant at 20 and again at 21. It never even crossed my mind to purchase a property, but there we were signing the dotted line at 21. Had no intention of getting married for many, many years, then one day it just felt right so we did. I tried university when my kids were babies, disaster. I am about to embark on that journey again, wish me luck! I shied away from sports in highschool, saw myself as more of the ‘arty farty’ type, discovered in my early 30’s that I could run and rather enjoyed it. I have conquered a few 'lengthy' running goals over the years...lengthy, get it? I started a business 7 years ago with absolutely no idea what I was doing, still winging that one. And I parented in the early days by reading a few books, asking Mum & my bestie (as you do) and muffled through the rest by instinct (the internet wasn’t really a thing back then). I did okay, kept my humans alive and relatively happy #goals.

And as cliche as it sounds, these different paths, bumps and forks in the road have shaped me into the person I am today. There’s mistakes, failures & mess, success, disappointment and steep learning curves. And I'm positive, many more to come. I can confidently say I don’t regret any of it, it has taken me a while to get there, but there is grace and understanding in ageing (just a little).

So my friend, if ever have these WTF moments, know you are not alone. I, your fellow wing artist am nutting it out as I go too. Don't compare your path to somebody else's, just find some stuff to do that makes you happy and do more of that, who knows where it may lead? Set goals, work hard, hustle when needed, but know it's still okay to have no bloody clue what you're doing. We're all out here just trying to live our best life, to the best of our ability right?

Peace out homies.

xx Kara