STEALTH.

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So I am not kidding when I say that I am "following my gut because a psychic told me so." It's true.

About a month ago or so, I decided to visit this psychic that a good friend had recommended. She had offered him a bunch of advice very specific to his path in life and he found her advice to be super helpful. See, I kind of hit this point where a whole bunch of stuff in my life was awesome except one key part. My career. Cue music.

Just kidding (no i'm not - John Mayer's "Heavier Things" just came on at this moment (yes John Mayer) and it kind of worked perfectly). It could also work quite well with Lauryn Hill's "Doo Wop (That Thing)" for a more urban vibe.

O.k back to business...

I love a lot of stuff and I have been a part of a lot of stuff and I know that I am capable of a lot of stuff. I think that in my case, instead of focussing on one thing, I have done a bit of a lot of things and have also kept myself busy the last 6 years moving across 5 different cities.

Let me just put this out there now. I. Regret. Nothing.

I see my gypsy ways as my own kind of college education. I have met so many incredible people, seen so many amazing places,
discovered parts of myself that I don't think I would have otherwise, and can genuinely say that I have benefited more from this path than suffered.

What happens though in the life of a gypsy, is that you can keep yourself pretty distracted just in the motions of packing/moving/settling in/getting into a routine/packing/moving and so on and so forth... along the way you may get inspired to pursue certain things that may benefit or make up what will eventually become your career and in my case that's very true, but I can't say I have zeroed in to what I truly want to be doing yet.

What I have however been super lucky to have is an incredibly amazing collection of friends all over the world. I think I have a stronger bond with my family than I would have had I stayed at home. I have a partner (that word makes me kind of uncomfortable, actually totally uncomfortable... it feels so PC and lawyer talk to me...) o.k scrap that... without wanting to sound all mushy and teen dream about it let's just say he's my best mate and I love him a lot and he is the ice cream to my warm apple pie. So yep I have accrued all of that and I have mastered the art of making a home in just about any space.

These things, I think, at least to me, are just as important as a killer resume, corner office, wikipedia page, six figure income, impressive showreel, private dressing room, gallery exhibit... etc etc etc. Just as important... not more important, not less important.

So I guess it all boils down to balance and now that I have stayed put in the same place for the longest time in the last 6 years, I have had the chance to stop and think and it's become pretty clear that I need to now start working on the other side of my life. My career.

Which brings us back to my visit to the psychic.

What kind of blows my mind is that she had no idea what I was coming to see her for. I realise that there is only so many things that people could need advice with. But she totally hit the nail on the head with me. To the point that she determined that I was being torn between two different paths, which was true.

For the longest time, I have pursued a creative path and in the last few years was considering switching and pursuing a career in Nutritional medicine (more on that some other time). I am about to take a trip for a month and when I get back I was going to enroll in a course and become a student again. I just needed some advice as to whether that was the right decision for me.

In a nutshell, this is what she said almost as soon as I sat with her. She said, that I was creative person and had done that for a while and now I was torn between the creative side of me and the healing side of me (again, more on that later)... So after some more psychic banter I decided to drop my plans to go to school and carry on this creative path I have attempted to carve out.

Step one... something's gotta change.