There were a lot of turns off the “usual” path available when I was starting out. I was averse to off ramp options; I had a formula for maximum acceleration towards “goals” and momentum behind me. But as I got older, there were fewer chances to take different paths in life. I found this scary, so scary, that one day, with a lot of support from my partner, I made the jump off of a stable path and changed direction. For me, it was starting a new business (aka Sweetcicle’s).
A directional shift is multiple parts amazing and horrible. Going an unknown way can feel like a deep abyss, where my internal compass seems to malfunction and I question everything. The wind is in my face figuratively and literally. Scrambling up the normal direction of things is a chance to be constantly uneasy and miserable…. and yet insanely gratified at the same time. After all, the traditional measuring stick of “what is supposed to be” no longer applies. Veering off into the unknown means there aren’t limits on what I can do, beyond the self-imposed. There aren’t expectations beyond my own, and there certainly aren’t rules to conform to. For me, changing direction was in a sense, introducing me to me. Hello, me. We try hard to keep that feeling of change at Sweetcicle’s, because the beauty of starting out in a direction is the chance that it might shift to something unexpectedly better.