Walking in Courageous Trust: What Do I Miss?

Saturday, November 17, 2012

What Do I Miss?

A question I get asked quite a lot ……. What do I miss most as I live the reality of a portable lifestyle?

Well apart from the obvious friends and family …… I'm slightly embarrassed to admit ……. the thing I really miss the most is my 27" Big iMac.

Here's my lil mac taking the download from the big mac on my last full day in Daylesford.

Even though I've come away with the latest Mac Book Pro with retina screen in my KnoMo Stella backpack - the Pro, well its faster and smarter on many levels, but I really miss being able to see everything all at once.

Its never easy to step down and going from 27 to 15 inches …. well just proves the age old adage that size really does matter.

Sigh and then there's the magic of building sequences in the new Infusionsoft campaign builder - no longer can I see the whole campaign all at once. I know people in the world are starving, but these are the things you miss on the road, particularly when your whole business lives in your computer.

Then the next thing I miss is my Herman Miller Mirra office chair with the amazing built in lumber support.

My back reminds me every day how amazing that chair really was.

I could sit there all day and not feel any worse for the wear and tear.

But I get to experience new cities and do nutty things like wake up in the morning and just decide to go to lunch in a city most only ever dream of visiting.

I really am very blessed, but Apple …. if you can figure out how to make a fold up 27" screen, that is lighter than an Air and packs down to my backpack - I'll love ya forever!!

And Herman if you can put a button on that chair that shrinks it so it fits in the backpack too - oh my, my back will love you forever!

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There's Still More For Me

I’ve believed for some time that there was more for me. Now I am hell bent on finding all there is within and walking that path in courageous trust.

This journey began over ten years ago. Luckily it began from the safety of a drafty but solid little house in the country with the roses and lavender steadily flowering each summer for ten years.

But all changed when I attended some high end training in New York. At the end of that event, I knew my life as I knew it was over.

There was still more for me.

When I walked back through the gate, jetlagged from the 24 hour direct flight back to Australia, exhilarated on one hand but completely destroyed inside at the prospect of what I was walking back into.

My Cute House in the idyllic town tourists spend thousands of dollars to visit each weekend had to go. In fact, by the time I reached the front door, I pretty much knew everything I owned needed to go.

It was time to courageously step from one dream, up into the next and continue to walk my truth on a yet signposted path.

Back in 2001 I did a similar leap and that first phase of the dream took its toll on my mind, body and soul. I left my corporate job as a forensic business analyst for very large corporations to set up a small business.

Years of big business training didn’t set me up for the reality of running a small business. Without the generous resources of the big end of town, pretty soon everything went pear shaped. There I was in a strange town, no contacts, no furniture and nothing to hide behind. I was also under-prepared to step up and sell myself as a coach and personal mentor.

I froze emotionally, spiritually and physically during the first few years of the new experience.

During the tough times of my conversion from big business to small business I had re-mortgaged my house.

To all intents and purposes, as others looked in they saw me "living the dreams". But owning an over stretched destination was doing nothing for my journey. It became a drain on every part of my existence.

The real estate market was at its worst point and the house needed severe restoration. I most certainly didn’t have the time, money or resources to fix it up. I was in the classic catch 22. Everyone said I’d never sell it in the current market.

My response was that I would trust something would happen to make everything right. Without it ever going on the market, I sold the house for what was owing on it, and whats more everything was done and dusted in three months.

To stand and watch my two dearest friends grab anything they could get their hands on, drag it out onto the lawn and then sell the lot off for a dollar or fifty cents, was pretty heart breaking. I was totally numb inside, but I knew it had to be done for the next phase of my dream to be given the space to manifest.

Now I find myself on a similar journey, this time with no structure at all, walking in courageous trust, house sitting around the world, proving to myself more than anyone else that I only need a laptop and a wifi connection to work.

To date its working.......................

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