It’s almost 5 months into 2017, a year I ambitiously declared the year of clarity and then set to work on while also crossing all my fingers and toes hoping it would come true … this week, a few things crystallized. I’m transitioning from my awesome, badass job that I love to an entirely new-and-different…
Clarity. In recent conversations with my loving if at times too-psychologically-attuned family, they suggested I lack clarity around what I want: in my career, in my geography, in my mate. I disagreed, obviously, but have to wonder in a 3 v 1 situation if there isn’t some truth to what they’re saying? I’ve been trying…