why getting lost isn’t the end of the world and what you can do about it
Hello dear reader,
Thank you for all the lovely messages I received after writing last week’s blog – it seemed to resonate with a lot of you and I was pleased to give you some early morning amusement. (By the way if you missed it, you can catch up here)
And here we find ourselves, ready for the latest edition of Hannah’s mishaps.
This past Sunday morning, my two younger boys had rugby training. I often watch their matches, but it was just training so I thought I’d head out for a jog/walk (if you’ve seen my running it’s similar to walking to be fair, in fact, there are plenty people that probably walk quicker than I run – I even wonder if my own walking is quicker than my running) over the nearby fields. It was a beautiful morning. Sunny. Hot, even. Now I don’t profess to be excellent at running at the best of times and adding in heat is not my favourite way to run. But, I pootled off, with my audiobook in my ears (current read is The Thursday Murder Club, FYI), jogging, and sweating, and walking too.
I turned around at a certain point, as I was a) exhausted b) hot and c) I knew I needed to make my way back, so that I wasn’t late for the boys. I also needed to build in time to get changed as I was heading out to oversee some filming of some voxpops for my new Young Adult Edition of the Purpose Pursuit (this is very exciting, but I digress). Most people would plot circular routes for interest but I’m not brilliant at that sort of thing (planning ahead, reading maps, etc) so, instead, I was just retracing my steps back to the rugby fields.
I had a little stroll, with a bit of jogging inbetween. You could say I fartlekked along, and listened in to my book.
I turned the corner, ready to head up the hill back to the rugby club. Except as I turned said corner, the hill I was walking up led onto a housing estate and a dead end. How funny, I thought to my myself, that wasn’t there earlier. I retraced my steps a little, convinced that I had just missed the turning. No, no signs of the turnings, or of any landmarks or benches or signs that I had passed previously. I opened google maps and to my dismay I realised I was nowhere near where I needed to be. Miles out. I’m pretty sweaty now, hot, a tiny bit panicked and a lot bothered that I have a very short amount of time to get back. Google Maps is wholly useless to me, other than to tell me that I am in the wrong place, as all I can see on my phone is fields. Yes, thanks, google, I am already aware I am in the middle of nowhere. SOME PATHS ON THE MAP WOULD BE USEFUL!
No tracks, and no idea where to go. But the story ends well, dear reader, so do not fret.
A lovely, unsuspecting woman called Jill who I accosted for help, walked me all the way to where I needed to go. She said don’t worry I’m heading that way (she wasn’t) and kindly accompanied me (at a safe distance, I imagine I didn’t smell too pleasant) all the way back to the rugby club.
What a woman.
How on earth had I managed to get miles away from where I needed to be?
Well, I have an awful sense of direction. But also, it’s actually quite easy to do.
I think many of us might be feeling like we are a little off the grid, lost our bearings and not quite where we intended to be. We’re not quite sure how we got there, but we know we are a few degrees off course. But even one degree off course can have quite an impact on where you end up – I am testament to that! Experts in air navigation have a rule of thumb known as the 1 in 60 rule. It states that for every 1 degree a plane veers off its course, it misses its target destination by 1 mile for every 60 miles you fly. This means that the further you travel, the further you are from your destination. So, if you deviate off course by just 1 degree flying around the equator, you’ll land almost 500 miles off target!
The good news is, that although one degree off course can send us way off track, then the same must be true and an adjustment of degree. Small changes can, overtime, get you back on track. We often think we need to make significant life alterations in order for us to get back on our route, but small changes, over time, can have incredible impact.
I hope this latest edition of my mini-drama encourages you. We get lost. We get off track. And yes, even one degree can make send us off plan. But, there are often people that cross our paths along the way to help us. To reorientate us towards the right direction. That gentle nudge of one degree to get back on the right path. Maybe even two degrees.
If you’re feeling a degree or two away from your destination, or even a lot off course, then I would love to support you. The Purpose Pursuit is getting ready to launch its autumn cohort and I would genuinely love you to join us. It’s more than a course, it’s a journey, a community and an opportunity for you to prioritise yourself. It’s a chance to stop, look at the map and follow a new route, one towards a greater sense of purpose and meaning.
If you want to find out more, then the best thing to do is simply register your interest at hellosidekick.co/thepurposepursuit – you’ll be invited to an upcoming free masterclass webinar aimed at giving you some teaching, a taster of the course and all you need to know to get involved.
I can’t wait to help you make the shift! You can read the map, though, ok?
P.S. If you know you want to sign-up to a free masterclass straight away, you can sign-up here!