I have always loved to write. From as early as I can remember when people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up my answer was always “a writer” (except for that brief period when Flipper was on TV and my obsession with dolphins tacked on, “or a marine biologist” despite a fear of the ocean…). I could always be found scribbling in notebooks – from short stories in elementary and middle school (featuring dolphins, naturally) to angsty poems in high school (ahhh being “misunderstood”).
While I didn’t become a novelist or poet, and I definitely took the route less traveled to my current profession, I now work in communications. I’ve been so lucky to work in many aspects of this career but what drew me to it when I was a lost 20-something whose first post-university job did not go as planned (post on that to come), was writing. Like I said, I’ve always love to write.
But I’ve realized over the years that, while I write all the time, I don’t write for myself anymore. I have been toying with blogging for at least five years – but fear has always held me back. The funny thing? I LOVE sharing – I am an enthusiastic sharer of all information. Heading to a city I’ve been to? Let me send you a list of recommendations. Struggling with a career decision? Let’s have coffee so I can listen and share some of my experiences. Having a terrible day? Let me sit on the floor with you and tell you hilarious stories of how my “struggle bus” week is going (I’m seriously the most clumsy person you ever did meet).
So this should seem like a natural fit, no? I’ve certainly felt that way at times. But I’ve always let fear stand right in front of me – fear that other people won’t read or won’t like what I’m writing, even the fear that I’ll run out of things to say (yeahhhh right). It’s so funny because that fear of the ocean I mentioned earlier? Every time I go on a trip I try to conquer this a little more – always pushing myself to jump into the ocean, swim into a cave, go snorkeling, and on my last trip, go scuba diving (that was a hard one – I seriously ran out of the ocean terrified after snorkeling, two days before I was supposed to go scuba diving 😳). I hate moving where fear tells me in so many aspects of my life. So I won’t let it ruin this either.
I know it might sounds silly, blogging is not as scary as a
fish shark. But it requires you to be vulnerable and open – to the world, your friends, to enthusiasm and criticism. And that can be scary. But it’s also exciting.So what can you expect?
My goal for this little corner of the internet is to create a space where women can come together and celebrate their vulnerability and embrace their hustle. I want to share (told ya 😉) what other people are driving towards in their careers and their lives, what I’ve learned thus far and what I continue to learn. This means talking about #careergoals and all the things associated (like how to network, what do other people do for a living, and what the heck does ‘business casual’ even mean?!).
However, balance is key – equally important to the #careerhustle is taking the time to relax, unwind and enjoy life. I want this place to breathe and grow, offering insights and ideas to help us hustle for our happiness, towards our best selves – in our career and side projects, while celebrating the little things in life. For me, a lot of this centres around travel, so I’ll be sprinkling in stories from my adventures around the globe and maybe even a health and fitness post here and there.
I’m sure this will be a messy process at moments, but thankfully some of the most beautiful moments in my life have grown out the messy ones.