I might set new goals, revisit on-going ones, check up on how I’m doing in various areas in my life. I’m not strict about it. It’s just nice to create a space for my thoughts.
I decided to skip my reflections for July. It was the month I turned 30, and really, I had one goal – to turn 30 and celebrate it by doing something significant.
I can’t exactly pinpoint a beginning, but I think I have always been plagued by a “wanting to achieve something”.
A wanting to be special. A desire do something significant. A yearning to stand out of the crowd in a special way. A hunger to be someone amazing and inspirational. To live an admirable life and make a difference.
I have always looked up to amazing women. Female scientists, politicians, designers, humanitarians, artists, writers, public figures. Women who have conquered illness, climbed mountains, helped build hospitals for dying children, inspired millions. I would read about their lives and be filled with utter amazement and awe.
And who am I? Absolutely nobody. Just plain old Karen. Living in Perth.
Until I realised that my life is how I choose to live it.
I can sit back and envy others, or I can try to make a difference.
I can focus on my inadequacies and insecurities, or I can be significant in my very own special way.
So, here I am.
I am 30, and it is a new beginning.