I think that sometimes, actually often, I have a hard time letting go of things. I want to control, control, control, because that's what's safe. That's what I know. If I am in control, I know what to expect, where things are going: there are no surprises.
But, ugh, how boring is a life without surprises? How boring is a life where I have to be the one to make all the decisions, make everything happen? How boring is a life wherein I'm so set on things happening my way, the way things are planned, that I'm not open to see other opportunities, other chances at complete bliss?
People say that life is what happens when you're busy making other plans. They say that you'll meet the right person for you when you least expect it, that the perfect job will make it's way to you when you are looking the other way. I have experienced all of these situations, and I think that the thing they have in common is that I had let go of my control.
A little over two years ago, I was ready for a new job. I was in the midst of interviewing with a high profile consulting firm for a position that would have made me miserable when, on a whim, I checked nonprofit job postings on craigslist. And I found the job I have now. When I read the ad, I knew that the job was mine, and I got the job. So while I’ve since decided that it isn't the right place for me in the future, I am 100% certain that it was the right place for me at the time, a stepping stone to help guide me to a lot of really amazing things and to a lot of really amazing people.
About 18 months ago, I was on track to apply for some prestigious MBA programs. I had everything together. I was going to go into Business, whatever that meant. And then I stopped. I said no. And I let go of control. And I've never looked back.
Shortly after deciding that business school wasn't for me, I joined my mom for an evening of sailing to benefit a local nonprofit sailing program. I was tired, had worked a long day and wasn't feeling "on," but I went anyway and met Tim. I am so grateful for him everyday, and amazed that I found him when I least expected it.
These three experience highlight what I know, but what is so hard for me to really accept and put into play day by day. Here they are. I hope that they are helpful to you:
Let go. Be open. Experience things as they happen. Stop being afraid of the unknown, and experience what the universe gives you. And then experience it again. And again. And welcome what happens next.