Ask any adult over the age of 40 years old, and they will kindly let you know that your twenties are years designed for growing. For making mistakes and learning new lessons, for discovering the bits and pieces of yourself that are hidden under years of conformity, for really finding out what your piece of happiness is, and how to pursue it.
With a sense of rushing waters at my back, I am quickly approaching the exit of my twenties stage in life. At absolute minimum, I am preparing for my final encore before I awkwardly embrace another decade of life.
While I’ve spent a good portion of my twenties attempting to figure out where I belong, I’m beginning to realize my focus has been wrong all along. From desperately seeking love, to a career change that changed my perspectives, my focus was never on discovering myself. Discovering what I love, what truly makes me happy, and what life’s purpose is in my mind.
“This isn’t me, at all. I’m not a business girl. I’ve been stuffing myself into this horrible 9 to 5 suit for years, attempting to do ‘the right thing’. But the right thing for who?” I asked my guy, as I tumbled out reckless thoughts one night, desperate to have someone hear my real dreams and life vision. Secretly fearful of admitting career and educational pursuits that aren’t passions, but simply paychecks.
He put his warm hand over the top of mine and smiled. His eyes always crinkle in the corners from years of sunshine, hard work, and laughter. He rubbed his thumb gently over my hand and asked softly, “What do you want to do then?”
And I unraveled my dreams. From an animal sanctuary farm life, to a locally based coffeehouse, I poured out every wish and bit of happiness I had collected through the years, unbeknownst to me. Warmth filled the room as I opened my heart and he intently listened, nodding in the most perfectly timed moments.
My mouth couldn’t keep up with my mind. Spinning thoughts of being a writer, a coffeehouse owner, a farmer, and a holistic healer poured out in jumbles of words, thoughts, and ideas.
As I caught my breath and slowed my racing thoughts, I met his eyes once again. Soft touches of adoration and delight swirled in his eyes, as he kissed my forehead and uttered the most beautiful thing I could ever ask to hear…
“It just takes time. You will be all of those things, love. You already are inside.“
What are your hidden life dreams?
What does real happiness mean to you?