Often when I need a change, the universe can serve up some quite drastic ones, really fast. This time it came in the form of a job offer in another city. Have you ever been scared to death & excited out of your mind at the same time? That’s how I feel right now.
I’m looking at flying back and forth between Edinburgh and Bristol, for at least an initial six months, to work for an amazing digital agency that I couldn’t find the likes of up here in Scotland at all.
There’s a million questions such as: can I afford this? will my relationship be okay? is the job really as cool as it looks like? what is it like to fly twice a week? where will I live? what if I don’t want to move away from Edinburgh after all? will my relationship really be okay? can I really afford this??
Every big intentional change in my life so far turned out to be 100% for the better. They were scary as fuck, and maybe took time to reap the returns from, but zero regrets. From moving to Seville, then to Barcelona, then to Scotland, changing careers, painful breakups, happy new beginnings, moving in with D… big leaps of faith, every one of them. And every time things eventually worked out in the best possible way, so I must believe this time will be no different.
The last two lines of this poem are all over the internet, but it really deserves to be quoted in full.
There is freedom waiting for you,
On the breezes of the sky,
And you ask “What if I fall?”
Oh but my darling, What if you fly?
– Erin Hanson
Things are still in flux, so many questions unanswered. For a wee while yet, I’ll be stuck in this feverish state, dreaming up all the opportunities, not really knowing the dangers, and that’s okay. This half-move is a next chapter. Let it be a good one.