I’ve always believed that anything is possible. However, growing up, my dreams for myself never went too far out as I always played it safe. You know… go to school, get a job, start a family, etc. So I don’t remember dreaming big, or rather, thinking specifically about what I wanted out of life.
If anything, I knew that I should always strive to be my very best, that I cared deeply about the success of others and could draw really, really well. To me, that translated into being the greatest art teacher of all time! — Bob Ross Status. But as far as I knew, an artist was always starving, and since I like to eat, being an artist was absolutely out of the question. — Of course I know better now. I also didn’t want to be told what to draw or when as being creative was my special, personal treasure. It was something I did just for me.
Here’s some of my happy art!
After aimlessly making my way through the first half of college, I finally finished after 6 full years (yes 6, not 4) with a degree in Information Technology. Not sure what would happen next, I surprisingly landed a job as a graphic designer. It paid well [compared to my peers], provided health insurance and was close to home. It turns out, I was very good at it as I picked up the necessary skills rather quickly. After a few years of learning the ropes, I became the lead designer on multiple accounts.
During this time, I became much more focused. I went back to school and earned a master’s degree in Graphic Communications Technology Management, got married to an amazing guy, moved into a nice neighborhood and birthed a beautiful boy [with hopefully more on the way]. It was also during this time when I laid the foundation for my creative business.
With all things considered, life was good. Yet, in being responsible for a tiny human being, it became clear to me that although my life was good, I was living well below my purpose. What do I mean?