The soft sounds of my Amazon echo alarm go off at 5.15 am, reminding me that it’s time to rise and greet the day. Sitting up in bed, I stretch and open my eyes, letting them get accustomed to the dark, even while tiny rays of the morning sun sneak their way in through the heavy drapes on my windows.
For a few long seconds, my eyes close again. Breathe in, breathe out. It’s time for my one-minute morning meditation which helps prepare me for the day ahead. The whole house is still, not a creature a-stirring and there’s something extremely gratifying about that. Finding our peace in our own solitude is so important.
When my feet leave the warmth of the blankets and find their way to the floor, I step gently, not wishing to take away from the preciousness of the moment.
After padding my way to the kitchen, I warm up two glasses of water to begin my day.
Settling down with my trusty notepad with its to-do list, I imagine how my day will unfold. From its must-do items to love-to-do items, everything finds its way to this list.
There’s a pleasant hum in my head as I think about the last 18 months. From the time I decided to take this step forward to the challenges I faced, every step has been nothing short of revelatory.
And while it was all exciting, underneath there was this shade of impostor syndrome. That lurking feeling of ‘Am I really cut out for this?’
Every time I had to tell someone that I was working for myself, I did it with a bit of hesitation and self-deprecation. The way they responded reinforced my belief that I wasn’t ready and this was a fool’s errand.
It didn’t help that everywhere online I looked, I read about failed startups and crushed entrepreneurial dreams. Not exactly helping things along, Universe!
Then, something changed. I don’t know if it was the books that I began reading or the people I began confiding in or the stars just aligned, but things began to look up.
Looking into the mirror every morning, I began to believe from the depth of my being that this was meant to be. I dove head-first into learning the ins and outs of a business, changed my mindset to become more accepting of new ideas and consciously sought out people who’d encourage me on this path.
Slowly, without even my realising it, the thing I was working on became the thing that I loved doing every single day.
What I loved about blogging was the connections I made with my readers. The stories I told through my blog and the anecdotes I shared with my friends all created a vibe that seemed unique.
In my business, that transitioned to the one-on-one conversations I now have with my clients, readers and e-mail subscribers.
I didn’t stop blogging; I just started connecting in other ways as well.
Knowing that I could help them with a challenge spurs me to keep going, keep learning and keep expanding on my knowledge reserves like nothing else can.
Today I learnt that is the secret to truly loving what you do: To dig deep and find your why. Yes, it’s a business that I run, but it’s the heart that keeps it going, day after day.
Knowing that someone, somewhere is benefiting from the work that I do is reason enough for me to fall in love with this job every single day.