I’m at a point in my life. That much is obvious. Anyone who knows that I am taking a sabbatical from my job next year probably gathered as much. But what point am I at, exactly, and how did I get here?
Well, I’ll tell you. I am at a point in my life where I just want to see if it’s possible for me to live truly and honestly every day. To live fully, even. To live simply and generously, and at a human’s pace. To feel alive to my work, and to feel greater than it. To put 100% in and get as much out. To sink deeply into my contentment without fearing complacency. To shine as brightly as I want, to stand as tall as I am, and to take up as much space as I deserve.
I’m not saying I’m gonna do it. I just want to see if it’s possible.
As for how I got here, I suppose that would be a long story, one I’d rather write once I come out the other side of my little experiment, assuming I am victorious. But the short version is that I’ve tasted this life so many times over the years that I can no longer dismiss it as wishful thinking. That, and the curiosity is killing me.
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