I have officially entered the world of “blogging”. I suppose I should start with talking a bit about myself and how I came to do what I am doing.
I spent about 10 years climbing the corporate ladder and switching companies and careers in search for a job that I didn’t dread going into. I started in design and merchandising which brought me to living in New York for a few years. I found that career and lifestyle to be both exciting and incredibly draining. Everything was always about “what’s next?”. Both at work as well as in my social life. It was about the next trend or the next hot restaurant, I felt like I could never be content just “being”. So I quit my job, packed up my apartment and moved to the one place in the world that epitomizes just “being” – Italy. My sister had moved there one month prior and I decided that nothing sounded better than getting grounded while living in Italy.
For 6 months, my sister and I lived in Rome where we worked as waitresses in a local restaurant. It was probably the most transformative time in my life up until that point. All of a sudden my learned NYC habits of going going going were looked down upon. For the first time in a long time, I stopped to enjoy what was. I ate long meals, I took the time to learn Italian, I spent hours writing in cafes, I watched the sunset everyday and I felt incredibly fulfilled.
When I moved back home to San Francisco, I tried to figure out a way to stay out of the corporate world. After 6 months of unsuccessfully trying to “discover my passion”, I gave in to the lure of a steady paycheck and sold my soul once again to a corporation and my old life of merchandising. After two years there, I tried to “do something different” and went to work for a wine company where I headed up the marketing department and developed wine brands. I was promised that I could work from home 3 days a week when I accepted the job. That never happened. There I was once again stuck behind a desk doing a job that I wasn’t passionate about.
It wasn’t until I was traveling to France for work and found myself in the barrel room of an old chateau with a winemaker who spoke little english. While I could not understand most of what he was saying, what he was feeling was undeniable. Passion. This man was incredibly passionate about what he did for a living. Winemaking was not a means to an end for him, it was everything to him. It was in his blood. All I could think to myself was “I want to feel about my job the way that he feels about his job.”
2 weeks after that trip, I hired a life coach and quit my job.
In my time with my life coach I discovered that I was very attached to what I thought I “should” be doing for a career and what was “expected” of me. While everything in my body told me that I wanted to help people and that I wanted to work for myself, I couldn’t get past what people would think if I decided to become a life coach. And couldn’t get past the possibility of failing.
I have to say that my biggest inspiration and support was my husband. Here he had started multiple companies, absolutely loved what he did and was very successful. It was obvious to him that this was what I was meant to do and as long as I worked hard, I would be very successful. He already had a vision in his head for what my potential was. And for that, I am so lucky.
And so, I went and received coach training, launched my life coach and image consulting business and have not looked back since.
Finally I can say that I have found my passion and that is help others to find and follow their passion.
I will be using this blog to publish my newsletters and to give daily/weekly inspiration as well as resources to those who want to make changes in their lives. Or if you just want something to read other than work emails first thing in the morning, you are welcome to join as well!