Dear Wannabe Diary,

My Sunday started exactly like every other day this week—me at 7:00 a.m., sitting in my “office.” And by office, I mean the wardrobe space my partner gave up because our bedroom closets couldn’t contain both of our stuff (read: mostly mine). The room was originally meant to be the baby’s room, but, well, life had other plans.

Speaking of babies, my 2-year-old is about to get booted into her own room. Not because I’m cruel, but because a new tenant is moving in soon (a.k.a. baby #2). Her bed has been sitting in the hallway for over a month, silently judging me every time I walk by. But let’s face it: my “office” is on borrowed time, and the day that bed officially evicts me, I’ll be working from... I don’t know, the kitchen? The bathroom? A corner of the balcony with a blanket fort? I’m procrastinating on figuring it out, but hey—ignorance is bliss.

Weekend Deep Dives

This weekend has been Future Human—a three-day Mindvalley event live in Dubai, but I, being the financially sensible (read: broke) individual that I am, opted for the virtual ticket. It’s packed with speakers like Jay Shetty, Vishen Lakhiani, Marie Diamond, Regan Hillyer, Dr. Shefali, Marisa Peer, Ronan Diego, Lisa Nichols, and Dave Asprey, to name just a few. Basically, a lineup of people whose resumes scream, “What are YOU doing with your life?”

The themes? A smarter you, health & wellness, and mind & soul. It’s like a motivational buffet where every dish is packed with wisdom and calories you can’t burn off by sitting in front of your laptop. The time zone difference (it’s in Dubai, I’m... not) means I’ve missed some sessions. But fear not, I’ve recorded a few—because nothing says dedicated attendee like hoarding files you’ll never actually rewatch.

A Lifelong Love Affair with Helping

Let me just say, this event didn’t reveal my desire to help people—it just reminded me of something I’ve always known. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve had two dreams: (1) to help people, and (2) to have a ridiculous amount of money. Think convertible-driving, mansion-living, “I’ll pay for dinner because I can’t fit all this cash in my wallet” levels of rich.

But here’s the kicker: I never thought the two could coexist. Helping people and being wealthy? My teenage brain couldn’t make sense of it. Instead, I went into nursing because it felt like the logical way to help people. Spoiler: it wasn’t. Don’t get me wrong—nurses are superheroes. But the day I realized I wanted to help people in an even bigger, more impactful way was the day I started looking at business as a possibility.

And now? Now I want it all. A thriving business that makes a difference in people’s lives and (let’s be real) a healthy bank account. Why? Because broke philanthropists don’t have the same pull.

Meditation Hits Different

During today’s meditation, Jay Shetty had us reflect on our darkest and brightest moments. My dark moment? A childhood memory tied to shame. My bright moment? Holding my daughter for the first time after my C-section. Both moments hit hard, but it was the question he posed after that really stuck:

"How can you help others move from their dark moment to their bright one?"

That’s it. That’s the question I’ve been avoiding but somehow always knew the answer to. My purpose isn’t new; it’s been quietly simmering on the back burner while I’ve been chasing quick wins and “safe” ideas.

Ignoring the How (For Once)

For the first time, I’m not obsessing over the how. I don’t need a 10-step plan or a detailed timeline. I just need to trust that if I keep moving forward, the path will reveal itself. Maybe it’s this blog, maybe it’s something else entirely. Who knows? What I do know is that my purpose is clear: help people. Build something meaningful. Make a difference—and have fun doing it.

A Future to Dream About

Today, Vishen Lakhiani quoted Steve Jobs: “Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

It’s funny, isn’t it? How the answers we’re looking for are usually right under our noses, but we ignore them because they’re too simple.

So here’s to keeping it simple. Here’s to courage, purpose, and trusting that it’s okay not to have all the answers. Maybe one day, I’ll be at a Future Human event—not as an attendee, but as a speaker, sharing how I built something meaningful. Let’s just hope I’ve conquered my fear of public speaking by then. If not, well... let’s just say I’ll bring a mop for the inevitable sweat puddles on stage.

Signing off,
Wannabe Brave (but still kinda terrified)