Earlier this year I read an astrology prediction for my sign. “Leo, more about ” it said sagely, dosage “look out for changes in your living arrangements and prepare for an expansion of your world. This could be from changing how you live, cost to traveling.” I scoffed. I had just returned from Paris – broke – and since being in a committed relationship, travelling had become harder and harder to do while solo. I was looking forward to sticking around a bit and maybe enjoying all that Toronto had to offer.
For my boyfriend’s 30th birthday (his champagne 30th, may I add) in May, we decided to take a whirlwind, adventure trip: backpacking through Peru for 2 weeks. This was the closest I was coming to understanding that prophecy that my astrological prediction had set out for me. Despite having this on the burner, I felt myself yearning for something else. Summer had me feeling as though I had stagnated. I wasn’t where I wanted to be, who I wanted to be and wasn’t living my life authentically – something that I had promised myself when I was soul-searching in Paris.
While many things seemed so right – my friendships were flourishing, I was (relatively) excelling in my job and I was building a solid, and fulsome relationship with my partner, I still felt as though nothing was going right. I was rummaging around asking myself every question imaginable – and as my 29th birthday approached, I felt deflated. Early August, I had enough of this feeling. In true Leo fashion, I set off to change my reality, control what I could and make some actionable plans for making a life that would suit me. I cast a wide net. I applied to jobs abroad, I started studying for my GMAT and checking out schools for MBAs, I even applied to a program I stumbled upon called Unsettled.
The long and short of it? I had no idea what I wanted to do, but I wanted to do something, so I did. I received a reply from Unsettled and soon found myself planning for a month living and working abroad. I guess that astrological prediction came true in some form – my living arrangements the same overall, save for a month abroad living, working and learning in Ubud, Bali. I would have never have expected it , but I am so glad that I kept myself open and curious enough to take a chance and leave my comfy world. 7 weeks abroad, 4 different cities (transit and visiting), and a month living in a paradise destination with people from all over the world.
As I write this, I’m sitting in Singapore’s Changi airport (marvelling at the beauty and innovative ingenuity of the terminal and everything Singapore) waiting for my flight to Bali’s Denpasar airport. After a week of staying solo in Singapore, I’m headed to start my journey and to find something that I know I have within me, it just needs some unearthing.
I plan to write and log each day as I grow and change through this experience, as well as working towards developing some skills, goals and habits that will help me feel successful in my regular life… if and when I decide to return to Toronto.