It felt as if I finally had the courage to push the locked door, only to find out the door was not locked. In fact, when walking through the door, it became clear there was no door at all.
Nowhere is now here. You’ve wondered enough. Southwest homecoming.
Demetri woke up to a cloudy, grey sky. It was the 8th day where he woke up in a different bed from the previous morning. The air smelt salty and windy. He remembered he was still in California.
I found it difficult to answer the question around my career goals with a straight face ever since I made a conscious decision on living a life without objectives. Back in December, snowstorms, unexpected travel interruptions, and long hours of driving put me hard in the present moment. When I was present it was hard to think about the future.
I suddenly lost all interests in setting SMART or SMARRT goals for 2023. Instead of goals, I will look out for my lighthouses, the virtues, in order to stay on my path. There I was, on the slope, and that was all I wanted.
Group projects, seminars, libraries - just as how I remembered it. However, one thing was different from four years ago. This time I have a full-time job, where I would constantly be challenged by new things.
CASI Level 1 is the entry point of the four-level system, and by obtaining the certification it suggests my riding and teaching skills have passed the minimum requirement. By minimum I mean I’m no longer a beginner but a professional now. Considering this is only the second season since I started snowboarding seriously (and never fell off the chairlift, again), I am obligated to feel proud of myself.
It was not until last week that I learned that this experience is actually what as Tim Ferries would call a “mini-retirement” - a period of time dedicated to experience, explore, and live life. I have learned 6 things during my 6-month mini-retirement and I’m writing them down for personal reference in the future.
