It’s time to add a little OY! into my professional life. You know that, “Whooooa, that is sohoho cool,” that resonates somewhere in your everything? It’s time. I am happiest avec un challenge. I love to push, push, push. That’s when I feel the most alive.

I don’t need a job. I have a nearly a full schedule of clients and the income to back it… but last week I happened upon a job posting and I found myself clicking on the link to read more. Giggling and shifting in my seat when the posting appeared with requirements that I could totally nail for a business that inspires the pants off of me. I FOUND MYSELF right then. Knee deep in OY.

And I heard my heart beat.

Truth is, that job still hasn’t called me for an interview. But I got out of it what any person should/could who thinks and acts with her heart—I was reminded of WHO I AM. A whole stinking pile of OY! And I am best—best friend, best professional, best enthusiast, best world-wide-contributor—when my life is oozing with Mmm-hmm-yeah.

Bottom line… there have been moments where I feel the rumble… You know that deep rumble that comes more from the earth below and the organs within than that damn lump that sits on our head? I have felt that rumble and ignored it. Sometimes the scariness of the unknown keeps me revolving in that (comfortable, familiar) place of unhappiness. I have let myself revolve there—personally, professionally. It might be a bit o’ human nature. Maybe it’s just my internal scared-shitless-ness. But I admit. I’ve hovered there.

But there gets more and more uncomfortable the longer I linger…

And despite my numbness, last week I felt the tingle and that part of me that is curious and passionate and loves to explore and dream and make a difference starting speaking (okay, maybe more than one part of me feels this way). I heard that part of me explode, C’mon now! JUMP! LEAP! Tumble, scrape, bleed, curl up and shrivel, but then EXPAND, TRY, HARDER, DO IT! KEEP DOING IT!

So here I go—going after something more. Abandoning the old, worn out college-hoodie-type comfort and slapping on some new professional (high-heeled) kicks, a new attitude, and a whole lotta OY.