There is a saying that “Things will get worse before it gets better.”
For me, it gets foggy before it becomes clear. It’s quite common that the paths of our lives aren’t drawn out crispy clear on a piece of paper, but rather a trial and error process, you explore, plan, try your best, fail, reflect, coming back to the drawing board, and do the same process again.
However, what has held true for me, over my past thirty years, is the fact that I might do a lot of planning, thinking, but when I take actions, my heart gives me the direction in making the most important decisions in my life. I could have used my brain to tell myself: Let’s go into accounting, Asians are good with numbers. Stick with easy targets, I can get to success easier. Don’t bother doing too much, just do what needs to get done. I don’t need to help anyone, help myself first.
While these thoughts might be true to many people, my heart tells me that I, myself, want to do things differently. And I chose to listen to it, not every time, but most of the time. It was tough, as it was not the “easy paths”. My resiliency and integrity were tested, daily. I wasn’t sure where I was going. Sometimes, I failed; sometimes, I succeeded. Many times, I felt disorientated, frustrated, hopeless. Albeit somehow, I still follow the difficult path my heart desires to go. It makes me happy and feels whole. It makes me “me”.
I admire my head, as it always aids what the heart wants. They do have conflicts at times, but they compromise, they talk, they understand, they support each other to find the path forward. The heart draws out the vision, the head strategizes, and they execute the plan together.
I am happy that my life path just got a bit clearer now. I think my heart and my head have finally succeeded in drawing out the next stage of my life. I am thankful that it worked out, and I am thankful for the many souls out there that stood beside me over the last little while.
December 8, 2022