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Whose Life Are You Living Anyway? |
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A few years back I was not living my own life, I was living my Dad’s life. Now, I know what you are thinking. “What does that mean?” It means that I was not living my most authentic life based on my values. The word MY being the operative word. Nothing against Dad’s life, but I was not happy. I had not taken the time to get to know and fully clarify my values. In failing to do so, I had adopted my Dad’s values and made them my own. Everyone has different values that are important to him or her. With few exceptions no ones values are right or wrong. After I graduated college I did not know what I wanted to do for employment. I went to school for business because I didn’t know what else to major in. My Dad went to school for business and he is a smart and successful man so I thought that is the path I should take too. I found a job in the city in a Financial Services company. The first problem with this is that I hate cities. I am terrified of getting killed crossing the streets of Boston. As confident as I tried to look walking to my corporate job, in reality, I tried to find an intelligent looking face to follow across the busy streets. I also hate trains. I was so nervous about missing my stops that I would sit rigid with my eyes glued to the window straining to see what stop we were at. I was afraid I would wind up like Charlie on the MTA. The second issue with this job is that I hate numbers. I barely made it out of Algebra in High School. What gave me the idea I was going to suddenly love numbers now? I stayed in the Financial Services business for twelve years. It was a struggle getting out of bed every morning because this job did not motivate, inspire or fulfill me. My day was full of angst and anxiety because it didn’t come naturally to me. It drained my energy because I had to put so much of myself into it because I was trying to be someone that was not me. Had I taken the time to get to know my values and my natural abilities I would have realized that I love the quieter paced life and helping people solve their problems. Listening and knowing what makes people tick are natural to me. Nothing makes me happier than sitting on my farmer’s porch chatting with a friend about what they want out of life and how they are going to get it. I feel confident and it makes me feel the most alive. I decided to move to the country and become a Personal Coach.
So, be honest. Whose
life are you living, anyway? |
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