As part of Motivational March I have to introduce you to my beautiful vegan best, Alix from Oui Je T'aime Aussi. She has a few wise words to share with you.
They say when you're a child, you have no concept of time & I am likely to agree. When I was little, it was all about living everyday as it came, because, quite frankly, a day seemed like a long time, let alone a week or even a year. If someone was to ask ten year old me, what I wanted to become when I grew up, I can't say that I'd have been able to answer. I honestly never thought about it at all.
That was until, I turned twelve & my dad came home with news that he had cancer, then suddenly, all I could think about was what I was going to be when I grew up. I made scrapbooks of my future home & wiled away my days, imagining my thirty year old self. I had come to the conclusion, that by the time you hit thirty, you have everything sorted, a house, a career, a husband. I couldn't wait.
When my dad died ten years later, it woke me up from my dreaming & forced me to look around. I was in a job I'd long lost interest in & had been continually forcing the idea of marriage, onto a guy who wasn't right for me. I knew things needed to change. I broke up with the guy, quit my job & went traveling. Sadly, it didn't take long for me to come back, morbidly depressed, disillusioned with life & still struggling to grieve. I crawled back into the comfort zone of my dream life, wrapping myself up in its safety.
When I woke up in Barcelona, on my twenty fifth birthday, I suddenly realised that, I'd been so engrossed in my dream world for the past few years, I'd kind of forgotten to actually do anything with my real life. I was still living with my mother, working part-time at another job I had no interest in & was, most pitifully still single. Five years, I thought, five years until I'm thirty. When exactly was it all going to start falling into place.
Another year of wasteful escapism went by & soon, I was facing my twenty sixth birthday, still having achieved nothing. However, before I could fall into a depressive coma about my continual coasting, my whole life unexpectedly changed. Mother went on a round-the-world cruise & came back with a boyfriend. A week later, she declared she was moving to Spain with him & selling the house, leaving me essentially homeless. I was beside myself. Even more so when she said she didn't want to keep any of the contents, including my prized Smeg fridge.
Cue heated arguments & more tears than is healthy. Finally, calming down, I came to the conclusion, that this was one of those crossroads moments, where you can either completely fall apart (the direction I was heading in), or make the best of a crumby situation. In the end, rather uncharacteristically, I chose the latter. I quit my job & spent two months selling everything I owned, right down to the contents of my wardrobe & combining the money with my savings, I packed a bag & once again went traveling, in search of some purpose.
It's been nearly ten months since then & I am still without a home, still very much unemployed & have about three boxes of possessions to my name. Strangely though, I couldn't be happier. I'm not saying that the road has been a smooth one, I'd be lying if I did. There have been plenty of 'oh shit' moments, wondering how the hell I ended up here, but, I've met so many amazing people, learnt more about life & about myself than I could ever have imagined & whilst my dreams have not yet been entirely fulfilled, I am at least working, tirelessly, everyday, to make them happen.
I think, in the end, we can either take comfort in our dreams & leave them as just hopeful ideas, or we can make the choice, to take a chance & push ourselves, to try to make them a reality. There's no guarantee that we'll succeed & we may very well end up back at square one again, but I for one, don't want to waste another day, let alone a year, simply dreaming. As they say, life is too short to be anything but happy.
For more wonderful words from Alix go follow her blog (or via bloglovin) where you will find tales of her travels, pretty photographs of florals and her adventures, and super tasty vegan recipes (ridiculously suitable for non-vegans also!).
It is officially Spring. So where on earth is the beautiful weather?! Mother Nature better hurry up and get her priorities sorted. It is time for the pretty buds to come up and bloom and the sunshine to start coming out a little more.
I have decided that right here on this wee blog, this month has been renamed Motivational March. Which means that I will be filling this space with some wise words, pretty great quotes and some yummy scrummy recipes to get us feeling a little less blue and a lot more colourful!
Send me a little email if you have a sprinkle of cheer and a chunk of positivity that you would love to share with us.