Being an adult is hard – it really is. Sometimes I wish I could go back to playing in the sandpit. Sure there were problems, like when the big kid stole my (toy) Monster Truck and I wasn’t strong enough to get it back, but then I cried a bit, the teacher intervened and everything was resolved again.

I didn’t have responsibilities, deadlines or expectations and most of all, I didn’t have choice in my life.

As an adult, choice is one of our biggest gifts, but also one of our biggest responsibilities. We have the power to choose almost anything we want – but with power comes responsibility and if we choose the wrong thing, we suffer the consequences.

Choosing to leave Canada, was one of the biggest decisions I’ve made to date.

I liked Canada, I’d committed to Canada – I was desperate to make Canada work.

I’d spent many months with the question: Should I move to Canada? And, based on what I knew, I’d made a decision. When I was living in Canada, making a new decision was hard. It was hard to fly around the world, spend weeks upon weeks working towards my goal and then, when I finally reached it, to realise that the choice I made many months before (to move to Canada) was a mistake.

At first I felt a mixture of failure, regret and frustration and when I wrote this, I had no idea how things would turn out in Australia.

I still can’t be certain on how things will turn out, but I do know that I made the right decision. I knew I’d made the right decision on my first day in Melbourne. It took three months in Canada to get a job offer and it took one day in Melbourne – it was 30% more money than my Canadian offer, and even so I turned it down, because I knew it wasn’t quite the right fit. After interviewing at a few more agencies, I found a company I liked and an offer that I liked as much.

The better job market, better pay, better weather and happier people make it hard for me to regret leaving Canada.

Failure, it turns out, really can lead you to something better. As Oprah Winfrey said “There is no such thing as failure; failure is just life trying to move us in another direction.” I didn’t know it at the time, but I was being moved in another direction, a better direction and although I didn’t know it was a better direction I had to trust my intuition, or what Oprah calls the “internal GPS”, to know that where I was, wasn’t right.

That intuition kept telling me that where I was, wasn’t where I needed to be. The only reason that I would ignore that voice, would be to nurture my ego and avoid failure. By embracing failure and listening to my intuition I got my life back on track – I follow the best possible path for me.

Now, not only am I OK with that failure – I’m grateful for it. Failure helped me to get off a dead-end track and back onto a fast-moving highway.

I wouldn’t have had things any other way.

Until next time,

Safe travels xx