It was May of 2017; I took a new job and moved out of the area to work for a resort in another part of the state. Shortly after my move, I published a blog post titled "A Rite of Passage.”  The blog post was about my limiting beliefs and how I moved through them to stand up to my fears and the changes I'd made.

Although there were many good reasons why I had been looking for a new job within my career field as a health and fitness professional, those reasons didn't withstand the test of time or the instincts that told me not to take the job in the first place.

Accepting the position and realigning my career path brought excitement about the job offer and all that it entailed. However, my thinking brain took over, and I rationalized all the so-called “good” reasons. My heart told me otherwise and was not in alignment with my brain's way of thinking.

From the words of the British Poet Lord Byron, “There is no instinct like that of the heart.”

The good news, I tested the waters, dealt with my fears, and gave it my all; my heart was ready to bale on the resort and head back home.

I had trodden the murky waters, faced the unknown, dealt with my fears, learned a great deal about myself, so it was not all a loss, and I even found some peace along the way.

Bottom line, the job wasn’t anything that I thought it was going to be, and I found myself realigning my goals once again and preparing for another marathon of changes.

So, after what felt like an eternity, I m

I moved back to my hometown of Vancouver, WA, to another new apartment, another job (not in my field), and, most importantly, to my family.

What was it finally that helped me to recognize my heart's instincts and not just stay stuck in my brain's overwhelming power or sense of control?

1. I dove deeper into my heart.
2. I listened to what it was asking. Not allowing my emotions or thoughts (brain) to override my intuitive senses.
3. I checked in with values. Were my values in alignment with this job?
4. Was the job meeting my temperament type?

I was already on my way to making the best decision I could make for myself when I came back home for a quick visit, notice the word “home.” I could never think of my new place as home. The visit was just after the shootings in Vegas. When I arrived for my visit, my granddaughter ran and jumped into my arms, wrapped her arms and legs around me, placed her head on my shoulder, and said, I missed you, Nana.”

Sold - My family was more important than any job I could take anywhere.

That act of love gave me the kick I needed to change gears and head back to where I belonged.

It was not about feelings or emotions; it was about instinct and the perfect timing of love showing me my path had taken a detour, and I could get it back on track.

1. What holds you back or keeps you from moving forward?
2. What do you instinctively know to be true, yet you struggle to trust your instincts to guide you?

What I am asking is: Are you listening?

If you would like to explore this idea of trusting your heart's instincts, you can reach out to me, and I would be happy to assist in listening to your HEART!

With Love,

Vonie