The objective of my recent trip to India was to decide if I was basically going to leave paradise in Encinitas, California, my amazing friends, the beautiful ocean (which I have never in my life lived away from), & cool job to go to a place where my eyes didn’t stop burning the entire time I was there (I think it was because of the pollution in the air).
So, the day before I left India, my potential new boss asks me, “so, which way are you leaning?” I tell him (honestly) that I am going to give myself the plane ride back (almost a full day) and then I will inform him of my decision on Monday. I wanted to see how I felt (because my 2009 New Year’s resolution was to trust my intuition… that thing that I ignored for most of 2006-2008… whoops!) when I actually got back into my comfortable house, with my comfortable friends, with all of the things that I know … to what we affectionately & appropriately call the “bubble” that is Encinitas (and a beautiful bubble it is!).
So, I get off the plane in LA and start driving back to San Diego, all this time, waiting for this feeling to hit me to stay or go. I almost wanted to feel,”am I crazy, this place is heaven on earth, there is no way I am moving to India, whose idea was this anyway?” … that feeling would make things so less stressful. I could just stay here, go to the beach, do yoga, surf, and work… this is the life that people work their entire life to have. I wouldn’t have to sell my car and all of my things and move literally to the other side of the world … But, that feeling didn’t come. Instead I was hit with the surprising and overwhelming feeling of … “I can’t wait to go back!”
“I feel there are two people inside me – me and my intuition. If I go against her, she’ll screw me every time, and if I follow her, we get along quite nicely.” – Kim Basinger