I want to help people.
I need to help people.
While I spend so much time thinking about what I want to do with my life, what feels right, what combines all of my passions and interests, I can’t help but constantly go back to one major answer: I want to help people.
I finally got myself up for a (non-running) workout this morning, grabbed my computer, the CU24 DVD and a Spark and made my way downstairs to get in my workout. It was a short 24 minute cardio circuit but it still got my heart rate up, breathing heavy and left me a little sweaty. I followed it up with a half hour walk around my neighborhood listening to a podcast and thinking…a lot.
I started thinking about family and friends and some of their health problems; I looked back on my personal health and fitness journey; I started thinking about what I want to do with my life and my career.
What I keep realizing over and over again is that there isn’t any one career or job for me. My life will mostly likely always consist of multiple jobs made up of things that bring me joy and excite me. There isn’t any one thing that truly sticks out as something I could do, without the others mixed in some way.
Sometimes I wish it weren’t that way. Sometimes I wish it were black and white or that I had all of the answers. Sometimes I feel like I’m writing the same posts, the same words over and over again. Maybe I am. But maybe it feels different each time. Maybe it has to happen this way so eventually I wake up one day, look in the mirror and either have it all figured out or accept the fact that I won’t or that it takes a good amount of time.
I think acceptance is the key.
Accept that it takes time.
Accept that you won’t always have the answers.
Accept that and have faith that you will figure them out.
When you’re supposed to.
Meanwhile, you need to live, love and enjoy life. Take risks. Explore. Dream. Discover. And maybe most important, follow your heart.