Why Failing to Plan is Better For You
What have I done? How am I gonna do this?
The hard truth just hit me– this is actually happening. I am sitting on my parents’ couch staring out the window, watching the rain wash away the remnants of winter.
I have downsized my entire life to a suitcase and a backpack, traded my heels for a pair of Merrells, and now I’m about to leap solo into the biggest adventure of my life. For a year, I’ve been preparing for this in all the ways I could– except for the panic that just overcame my entire body. I think I’m going to be sick.
Let’s rewind. It all started one Saturday morning. I woke up, made myself a cup of coffee and glanced over to a book my friend handed me the night before. “You must read this,” she had said, “NOW!”
No Opportunity Wasted. I read the title out loud as I sipped my coffee and casually began thumbing through the adventures of Phil Koeghan. Five hours and a pot of coffee later, I closed the book and concluded that something had to change in my life. “If not NOW then when, Yvonne?” I asked myself. I’d just broken free from the ties and lies of another failed relationship, and was oddly aware that I needed to take care of myself and discover what’s important to me. And with that, I decided to go rogue and backpack through Europe alone.
I immediately began making plans and lists of all the places I want to see. I even asked my friends to send me postcards from Dubai, Montreal, Australia, and New Zealand, and added them to my vision board for extra good vibes. I didn’t want to interfere with the flow of what the universe had in store for me and so I focused only on listing the places I wanted to see, things I wanted to experience and, how I wanted to feel when I got there.
The more I told people about this and the more I could see their own yearnings reflect back at me, the more that flame turned to a raging fire. I had no idea how it was going to all come together, or how I was going to make sure I would have food and a roof over my head, but that didn’t stop me from booking my flight to Dublin where I planned to kick off my journey with the luck of the Irish.
My family and I had done this crazy thing years ago, where we moved to a new continent without a plan or the ability to speak the language, so backpacking for a year through Europe didn’t feel completely absurd or unrealistic to me. However, it was terrifying because I was breaking the rules. I was giving up the security of my regular paycheck from a respectable company where I’d been working hard to be recognized, and had, ever so slightly, made a name for myself. This was radical and some even said “crazy” and yet, I covertly enjoyed how it shattered all expectations that people had of me.
It’s not easy to go against the grain. There was a lot of judgement and doubt, most of all my own. But the deep desire to be free and to trust that I can stand on my own two feet was stronger. Being a pragmatic girl (a side effect of growing up in a communist regime I suppose), I erred on the side of financial caution and went on a strict spending diet, downsizing from my 425 square-foot bachelor suite to room with the girlfriend who gave me the “NOW” book. Living in downtown Vancouver, I didn’t need a car (I could easily walk everywhere) and saved myself another few hundred dollars a month on car payments, insurance and parking. I adjusted a few lifestyle habits like drinking alcohol and eating out every day and my friends and I went on regular hiking trips that cost little and got me into shape. I saved money wherever possible.
When I began living on less with purpose, everything took on new meaning. I stopped caring about which label was sewn to the inside of my suit. Books like Europe on a Shoestring Budget and Wanderlust and Lipstick: The Essential Guide for Women Traveling Solo replaced the Twilight book saga on my nightstand. I thought all the time about what it would be like to spend an entire summer in Spain, Greece, or Italy. I recall feeling free before I ever set a foot on the plane… simply because I acted on my desires. So while the goal was to get on that plane, it was my deep longing for freedom that gave me wings.
So as I sat in my parents house the night before my flight, all my bags packed and ready to go, I didn’t know what the next weeks and months would bring, how long I would stay, or if I’d even come back. All I knew with certainty was that if I didn’t go, I would regret it for the rest of my life. I would miss out on an opportunity to discover something new (or old). I also knew I would be fine. I knew that in the worst case scenario, I’d find a phone and dial home.
This experience completely changed my concept of a goal. Had I not let my desires lead me, I would’ve listened to all the doubters and naysayers. I would’ve fallen back into conventional goal-setting systems, being “realistic” and aiming to save money first so I could travel later… only “later” would have never come. I would’ve joined my friends and hustled harder for that first downpayment to own my home, found a life partner and gotten married. Indeed that was what conventional expectations had in store for a woman in her 30s. I suppose at times, that would’ve been the easier route.
But thankfully, I parked logic for that year and let my desires take charge. I saved enough to get my adventure started, prepared for the essentials and trusted that I would experience exactly what I wanted and needed to.
Love, you know what you need more of in your life. You know how you want to feel. Give your mind a rest and allow yourself to drop into heart centre where your happiness is waiting to be discovered. I know it’s scary to let go of control and to stand up for your desires. I also know that when you do, you will feel alive and full.
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Nothin’, don’t mean nothin’ hon’ if it ain’t free,
And, feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
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