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By now, you should’ve gathered that my name is Mandy. My full name, however, is Amanda. My dad named me after listening to Waylon Jennings’ Amanda, Light of my  life.  My dad loved country music and so it was fitting that my dad went home and named me after a country song.

But as a nickname or term of endearment, people call me Mandy. My whole family called me Mandy. Up until the age of 10, I thought that was my name until one day my mom dropped a serious bombshell on me.  “Your name is actually Amanda.” Me, at 10: ” Gasp! How do you spell that?” My mom spells it out for me and I write it out on the chalkboard I had. And from then on, I was  Amanda. Now, at age 30, I’m back to Mandy.  I like to mix it up that way.

But anyway….

I’m here to tell you my story. A shortened version of it though. I don’t have all day and nor do you, I’m sure.

So, I grew up in an Austrian-German household in Johannesburg, South Africa. My dad was an immigrant from Austria. He moved to South Africa in 1969 when there was some serious job opportunities going on and mi-mam was born here to German parents who moved here after WW2. My dad was a creative and so was my granddad. They painted and drew and from a young age, I showed signs of a creative and artistic talent, as well.

I drew, I painted, made things, I cooked, I played with my many imaginary friends. It was bliss.

As I grew older, my love for art grew and I knew I wanted to be  a fashion designer or interior designer. Anything that I could use my talents with. So, I did the whole university thing, made some mistakes, made some more, You know the spiel. and started working

So fast forward to and I’m working at this really large corporate branding and gifts company. And I’m sitting there, working but reading H.G Wells, the Time Traveler. (I used to get so bored at my day job, I would read while working, Thank God for Smart Phones!)

And I thought to myself, “Is this it? Is this all that life has to offer me? There has to be more to this?” When I started working, my creativity became a dead horse in the Sahara desert. Nothing but bones. I hadn’t picked up a pencil in years.However,  my soul was calling for it.

I had an inkling that I was meant for more than sitting behind a desk for 9-13 hours, 5-6 days a week. There had to be more than being ragged on, threatened and scalded for mistakes, deadlines and customers who would abuse you. All for the sake of the bottom line. I wanted freedom, decisions, time and NO MORE TRAFFIC!

I decided that it was time that I made a move. Fast-forward 2014. I left happily. But it was the start of a new, hard and amazing adventure that I’m yet to see the end of.

And this is why I’m writing this post to get to this point.

You were born with a desire, regardless what that desire may be. You were born to want to do something, so that at the end of your life you can go: ” I fucking did it man! My life is whole!”

Every human being has the right to live out there dreams and their wishes.

To have babies or not. To get married or not. To shave their hair off, or to grow it so long you can swing off tree with it. The fact is you have a choice. You have your reality and that reality may or may not be positive or negative. To you, that’s your reality. So why not shape it the way you like it?

When I left my job in 2014, I asked God that I can have a business. He gave it to me. I’m still working on this business, but the idea I had when I first started is not the same idea today. It morphed, changed, discarded and reinvented. It took me a really long time to discover what I truly, really want to do and what my purpose is.

It took me so long because I took so long. Instead of listening to my intuition,  chose to listen to people, advice and resources that told me what to do but weren’t inline with my purpose. I most probably be a lot further  along than I am now. But, the thing is, there are a lot of lessons to learn before you can be where you want to be.

Maybe you decided that you want to be a yoga instructor after years in finance. Maybe your heart has been calling it to you for decades but you never listened or didn’t know how to listen.

This is the magic of the universe. It knows when you are ready because it gives you the lessons that you first must learn in order to get to the insight, a-ha moment or vision deep inside of you.

You only move forward when you’ve learned that lesson. And boy does the universe have patience.  the universe will keep on giving the same lesson over and over until you learn it or die.

My calling was to be a life coach. I’ve always wanted to be one. I loved self-development from a young age and I was always a good listener. I gained wisdom early on. I also loved the spiritual aspect of life. What if there’s something more out there? type of thing.

I loved reading astrology and their different personalities. I bought oracle cards and used to read them. I would try to use the bible to find answers if a boy like me or not by asking a question and opening up the bible at random. I believe in the woo-woo.

My other calling is art. I also don’t believe it’s a coincidence that I have passion for both self-development, spirituality and art. A lot of the times art is self-expression. Self-expression is intuitive. It fits together like a glove.

Needless to say, It took me a long time to realize these things that have always stared me in the face. My natural talents and abilities and passions. It took me a long time because I didn’t believe in my abilities enough. I also always looked for answers outside of me rather than inside of me.

If there is one thing that I can teach above all else is:

If can’t seem to find the answers in the outside world than the answers are most certainly on the inside of yourself. Before looking for outside help, meditate, ask for guidance and see what your intuition gives you. It most definitely will give you answers you seek or at least some sort of direction.

 

So now, I’m creating art, studying to be a life coach and writing this blog to chronicle my life  and I hope you can come along on my journey and learn from me as I so dearly want you to. Life is short but it’s the only life we have, so why not reach for the moon and touch the stars.

 

With love and strength,

Mandy