Over the past two months, I have had the great pleasure of being unemployed. It is a rare luxury for most (unless you work in the entertainment industry) and one that society often tells us is to be avoided.
With my free time, I pulled an “Eat Pray Love” and did a lot of self-reflection. I spent time in Utica with my mom (a place you never need to visit), journaling daily, meditating, spending hours in a dark theater and drinking heavily. In October I did a month-long yoga teacher training which was transformative. Without sounding too kumbaya, I’ve learned some things in the past two months. I learned a few lessons that I really needed. I haven’t mastered them by any means but I’m striving to remember them and allow them to inform my actions daily. Here’s what I’ve got:
- I am not my job.
- Some people are passionate about a career. Some people are passionate about creating a life they love which is supported by a career. It’s too soon to tell which category I fall into. Either one is great.
- Not everyone is going to like me. As long as I like me, even if some don’t, I need not be affected by them.
- If you practice the art of not giving a f*** (when appropriate) it gets easier and easier.