What Should You Do With Your Life?

If you are asking yourself this question a lot lately, to a point you are frustrated, I want you to stop, listen to some soothing music, go for a walk, sit and do nothing, or at the very least, take a few deep breaths. Anything to stop this question from swirling in your head, because you need to get out of your head, be in touch with your body and realize you are focused on the wrong question. Give yourself a break for God’s sake.

When you were a child your parents most likely taught you by words and actions the things you would need to do as an adult to survive. They weren’t perfect but hopefully you acquired some skills to be on your own.

And God help you, they instructed you to what career/life would be best for you. They meant well. I guess. Gag.

So you learned that you need to do some unpleasant things. Go to the doctor for checkups. Make your bed. Do the dishes. Buy groceries. Work. Clean your house. You also learned some equally difficult social skills like being kind when you don’t feel like it, be helpful, have manners, don’t poke your sister. These are the things you should do with your life. Along with be a lawyer, a doctor, or any such profession that will bring you oodles of money (and let your parents off the hook of caring for you anymore).

The things you should do are a long list and tremendously rigid, restrictive, boring and repetitive. They are duties and rules and obligations.

Blah.

When you ask the question, what should you do with your life, you no doubt feel a 20 ton weight fall on you, because the answer to what you should do is all those requirements you must do to survive. And worse, what other people or society tell you what you should do. Heavy expectations. Yikes! You are doomed to failure my friend. It won’t be pretty.

The question therefore is not what you should do, you already know the answer to that in spades.

Ask what you could do with your life instead.

What you could do with your life is endless possibilities. There are no restrictions except for your own limitations.

Now don’t just jump into your head and start listing off all the things you could do. That list would be huge and you would be overwhelmed, and once again, squashed under that 20 ton weight. Chill man. Take stock of some things that interest you, even if it is a mild interest or a mere curiosity. Sniff out some things. But don’t beat yourself up over this.

But if you come up with nothing because nothing interests you, get out of your head and listen to your body. Stop looking for the answer. Don’t ask anyone for their opinion. Take a walk. Go for a ride on your bike. Read a book. Watch a you tube video. Go and have a coffee at Starbucks. Quiet your thoughts and just observe what is going on around you. Eventually something will catch your eye. I promise you, something will cross your path that will ignite your interest. It doesn’t have to be anything great and grand or earth shattering. Could be as simple as I wonder how you make a cappuccino? Then go and find out!

If you are really stuck, try something you think you won’t like. I took a free on-line course I thought might be dry, about the history of architecture and it blew my mind!

The point is, try something. Anything. Get out of your head. Because once you step out and try something, no matter how silly you are on your path to finding yourself and real joy.

Oh, and you don’t need anyone’s permission to do this. You don’t need anyone’s opinion about it either. You don’t even have to tell anyone. In fact, it is better if you just do it on your own. A nice little secret between you and you. How delicious is that!

Every door that you open has twenty more doors you can explore. For instance, I learned to play the flute, which led to learning the piano, which now led to the tin whistle. I took technical writing which led to making content, to making videos, to being a stand up comic. Even something you read can lead to new things to read.

If you stand still and do nothing, you have no path. You will be amazed at how a path starts forming once you try something. You do something which leads to something else. You start, you stop, you switch gears, you keep going. Something will eventually resonate with your being. Pay attention to your heart. Allow those interests to evolve into more interests.

But a heads up here.

You may never find your purpose. You may never find meaning. You may never find a career. These are bullshit goals anyways and not worth pursuing and are 20 ton weights. Life is meant to be enjoyed. You can become an expert at anything, and lots of things. But the main thing is to have a blast while you are on this earth. Lighten up!

It is wrong to think you are only entitled to pursue one thing and stick with it until you want to puke. Listen to your heart and no one else. It does not have to be a serious pursuit. Forget the shoulds. Focus on the coulds.

A big mistake I made was not switching my major in university when I became interested in another program. My heart was leading me elsewhere. I didn’t have to give up my desire to get a degree, I could have got a degree in something else that was in tune with who I am. But I stuck through a very hard four years and got a degree that I never used. It was not me.

I knew a lady who had scholarships to study bioengineering, anywhere in the world! But she gave it up to do dance therapy and has a very happy and rewarding life right now.

The trick is to know when to quit and when to persevere. And that only comes by paying attention to your heart. It is okay to quit dead ends and move on to something else. To do art, music or whatever, you will need to endure some aspects of that you don’t enjoy. Your body and heart will tell you if the end is worth the means. I hate that I need to practice scales on the flute, but I persist because I really want to be able to play music. I know I have to spend hours sketching in order to make a lovely final drawing. But I discovered I really, really hate coding and project management, so I gave up technical writing.

I have watched people sacrifice their lives in pursuit of things not aligned with who they are, things that they hated. And you know what? They didn’t end up any better off than me. Nope. They may have had a profession. They may have loads more money than me. But they are no happier than me. In fact, some are miserable.

There are absolutely no guarantees in life. None. Not for wealth, health or happiness. So you might as well F*K the shoulds and focus on the coulds.

If you pay attention to your heart it will guide you. You don’t have to have a career. You don’t have to be a professional. You already know what you should do to be a responsible adult. Now go and do whatever you could do and have fun!

Reset

After a long and brutal winter, I am emerging from hibernation and hitting the gym to lose my winter insulation.

It is of no surprise to anyone that I hit a wall in January and struggled to finish a lot of things before collapsing mid April. I was a freight train barreling down the tracks for a couple of years and that is just not sustainable. I crashed head on into exhaustion.

But I am perpetually restless, even if I can barely get out of bed. I can never come to a full stop. I’ll keep clawing at the exhaustion wall until I make my way through or walk miles to find a new direction around it. I can never completely rest. My bad. I can only reset.

So, I am gradually resurfacing, trying to find my sense of humour, and other things. Bare with me.

Considering the insanity and chaos that has been happening globally since January 20th when a dictator to end all dictators took over the world, a person with all the bad traits of every dictator ever rolled into one, it is probably a good thing I tucked my head back into my shell for a while. Though admittedly, I doom scrolled quite a bit. And I worked as a Poll Clerk for both elections, so it was a bit difficult to ignore issues.

It is a bit uncomfortable to have a bully in the basement, but I have confidence in Canada that we can keep things together. I have been inspired by Charlie Angus who has done amazing things to unify Canadians into a common cause and remind us that inherently, Canadians are nice, but can be fierce. We have standards and morals. We definitely have a line in the sand and that made me see a Canada I haven’t seen in decades. Made me feel hope, which personally, I haven’t felt for a while.

I have had time to reflect on the state of the world and have decided to direct my next blogs to examining qualities that have faded from our society; decency, diplomacy, decorum and discipline. I’ll look at some people who have some of these traits, at least publicly, and some events and things to guide us back to a place of calm and not just raw emotion raging. This won’t be a sermon, I’m going to have fun with this.

Books

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Enjoy!

Buy Canadian

I love my country. We are a nation that is strong on community. We care about one another, the world and our environment. I know that we prefer to be friendly and accommodating, but we are being forced to take a stand and protect ourselves against a bully.

I was bullied as a young girl, so I know that you must fight back, especially when no one is going to help you.

I spent part of my life in the hippie generation, and another part in the punk rock generation. Both had the same values of justice, peace, love and happiness, but approached these in radically different ways. The hippies were laid back and mostly held peaceful protests, the punks were in your face, loud and aggressive. But we all wanted the same thing – to be heard, and our grievances be taken seriously and acted upon. We wanted justice, fairness, equality and all the things that make us a community.

I carry those same values to this day, but I see that we need to blend the peaceful with the aggressive and find a non-violent way of fighting for our values and ultimately for the preservation of our country.

I ask that whenever you can, buy Canadian products. Even if it means giving up a favourite brand for a while, or trying something new, or even purchasing used. It is not an act of vengeance against our neighbours. It is preservation.

A strong economy protects a country against threats. Without that we cannot even defend ourselves militarily.

Focusing on what it means to be Canadian will strengthen us, make us more resilient in the face of threats and change, and much more independent. We are a great country. We must make a supreme effort now to stay that way.

Scratchboard

I followed a trail of scattered, tattered cardboard fragments to my cat’s scratchboard, picking up and vacuuming up the remains, and sighing heavily. This is a daily ritual.

Sam goes through a lot of scratchboards because I cannot clip his unfathomably long, harpoon like weapons that he keeps retracted like a turtle in its shell should I try to unsheathe and clip them. A process that also involves a lot of bloodletting – my blood that is. So I gave up.

But as I examined the worn torn scratchboard it occurred to me, that, hey, this is exactly what scratchboards are for. Who wants a pristine scratchboard collecting dust, unless of course, you collect them for some reason.

It reminded me that there are so many things in life that are sitting around and not being used, or admired at least. Not to mention the mere act of being alive. When was the last time you really enjoyed that? Or used the fact you are living to do something with it?

Cats can never be accused of not using things, except expensive toys. The more you spend on toys the more likely your cat will snub them. And the more something is of value to you personally, the more chance that pusscat will destroy it.

Cats are zen.

We get angry when something we are using wears out, when, duh, that is what is suppose to happen. In fact, things will wear out even if you don’t use them.

I, being a passionate advocate for living life to the fullest, say to you, don’t lock up your life. Use it. Be in awe of it. Even sit back on occasion and admire it. Before your cat chews it to shit, destroys it, or just ignores you completely. Before life wears out all on its own, or suffocates from the decades of dust that settle on it.

I almost forgot what my blog is about until today and fondly looking at that scratchboard.

January Freeze

I had a lot of errands to run this week and since it is -25 degrees celsius with the windchill, I searched the weather network for a warmer day to go out, you know, maybe something above -20.

When you have to stand outside and wait for buses that might not come until next year, it is important to be out for less than 15 minutes. Especially when you are in a place where even the polar bears stay inside.

I discovered I have to just shut up and do what I have to do, because it is not going to warm up until April.

Here is what winter is all about for me.

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Never Say Never!

I never wanted to visit the Canadian War Museum, or any war museum for that matter, but I found myself doing just that on New Years Eve.

No, there wasn’t a party going on there. I had to do some research for my next novel.

I tell you, seeing your ‘research’ up close and personal is definitely a lot more, uh, terrifying than seeing it in books or on the internet. Just walking around those tanks pictured above was humbling.

I admit, I am puzzled by war and why it makes such great fodder for stories.

Especially my stories!

Anyhow, this is not something I want to drag out on my silly little blog.

You can watch my latest little rant below.

To watch this video, click on here.

Just Published!

Yep, I finally got my latest novel published!

My usual fun and crazy stories – this time about tigers, plutonium and stealth jets. Yep, only I could put such things together and make it all work.

Just click on the image or you can check it out here on Amazon.ca

The End

The weeks are flying by as I approach the end of a 17 year job.

It is the end of an era.

To anyone that I have interacted with who actually had enough nerve to view my posts, then I say to you, how much I am going to miss you all!

You have been my extended family, since mostly my life consists of Sam (my cat), me and a very good friend in Toronto.

Many things have ended in my life. The longer you live, the more endings you endure, until your end has arrived. But I’ve had just as many beginnings, as I am having now.

Thanks to all who let me yap, yap, yap to you while you waited for your appointments.

I love you all.

Technical Writing

I’ve been asked a lot of times what a technical writer is, since I, in my advanced age, have enrolled in a certificate course of such an endeavour.

Basically, I suppose, a technical writer takes a complex idea and makes it simple, in words and pictures.

I had a very limited idea what technical writing was when I signed up, I was perhaps even a bit naive. In hindsight my ignorance was a blessing, otherwise I would have been too scared to tackle it. It is a huge field. However, I absolutely love it. It is the best thing I have done for myself in decades.

My goal was to write non-fiction articles that do what I claim a technical writer should do. Take complex ideas and make them simple.

But I fell in love with making videos.

Uh oh.

So, stay tuned, because next year I will be posting videos of me and my stories. I’ll have lots of fun making them, and you will have lots of laughs watching them.

In addition, I will finally publish my latest novel, Monochrome.

Cheers!