For a long time now I have been searching. For that sign or sudden jolt within me when I would know I had found my own sense of purpose. I’m not usually one to refer to it as a calling or vocation but I’m pretty sure they are related. When I was younger I would hear stories in school (I attended a convent primary school) about men and women getting ‘the call’ to join the priesthood and nun-hood. Apparently some voice within would direct them towards this path in life, and it always got me thinking about my own inner voice. Anyone who knows me knows that I am very far from becoming a nun. In fact I would call it a personal nightmare. But back to that inner voice of mine! I always wondered when my one would pipe up and start getting real with me, in a similar way.
“I have always had a strong sense of compassion for as long as I can remember”
The last 2-3 years have unfolded differently from previous years. Maybe getting older has something to do with that, and also deciding to do what feels right. My job has been the same (for now) yet inside there’s been a lot of cooking and stirring going on. I have always had a strong sense of compassion for as long as I can remember. Especially for animals. That was felt from a very young age and having followed that flow of feeling, it culminated in me becoming passionate about animal rights and adopting a meatless diet. Everything about that felt right. But I wanted to take it further.
A new direction came about over a year ago after I returned from a 2 week volunteer trip in beautiful Zimbabwe. After spending time in a private game reserve full of members of the Big 5 game club (rhino, lion, elephant, leopard and buffalo) and immersing myself in conservation work there, and meeting incredible people along the way I quite literally had an awakening. Actually, it was like a feeling of being settled. Leaving such a beautiful haven and the people there felt like leaving family! Not only that, it also happened to bring such a special & wonderful person into my life, who is now my boyfriend.
“It’s a feeling I have had whenever I’ve been in Africa, and I’m going to chase that feeling.”
This place had left its mark on both of us and I knew I had to go back. And that we both did. Spending more precious time there again, and with such like-minded people from all over the world coming together to help with wildlife and conservation efforts felt the same way it did the first time, except this time it felt more like coming home. Now I know that ‘home’ is more than just a place. It’s a feeling. It’s a feeling I have had whenever I’ve been in Africa, and I’m going to chase that feeling. So, to that sense of purpose I have been searching for…if this is what it feels like then long may it continue.