Ah, the age old question I face from myself and inner demons as well as from the occasional friend, family member, or active bystander in my midst in our mutual understanding of how quickly my undergraduate career is coming to its close: "What's next?"
I could not have less of a clue. But here’s what’s up:
1 | I’m following the flow. If it makes my head tilt or heart beat, I google it and see what happens. PR? Journalism? Global missionary? “How to start a coffeehouse”? It’s all been searched and it’s all be scoured and it changes every dang day. I don’t judge these sparks; I dive into them. And it’s taught me millions on what matters to me most.
2 | I show up. You’ll soon find out that I and my friend are headed to a very big city very soon to do a very, very fun project. The only reason we’re there is because I followed what I loved, I responded to a call, I pitched before I was ready, and let God do all the rest. “Luck” just comes from setting yourself up and saying yes to big things.
3 | I give myself space (in more ways than one) to think, pray, and seek counsel in wise people. Isolation isn’t healthy to cope but it can be MORE than enough during deep states of stress. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: feeling the feelings waiting to be felt is the best thing I’ve learned how to do.
4 | By the glorious Elizabeth Gilbert, I read this every day:
“There’s an old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before the statue of a great saint, begging, ‘Dear saint, please please please...give me grace to win the lottery.’ This goes on for months. Finally the exasperated statue comes to life, looks down at the begging man and says, ‘’My son, please please please...buy a ticket.’”
Hi, I'm Chlo.
I've been writing and reading and all the storytelling things since I learned as a kid that if you fold and staple construction paper together, it sort of looks like a real book. I have always craved soul serving stories- ones that melt like butter in your mind as you hear your heart explained out loud.
This here is my home away from home. When I'm not exploring neighborhood coffeehouses, driving down the Pacific Coast (again), or loving on all my people - I'm probably here, with you. Come on in! Scroll around. I hope you feel less alone.