Rediscovering my purpose in my 30’s
REDISCOVERING is such a vague word. There is so much in this life to rediscover over and over again that sometimes the art of rediscovering can go overlooked. A practice of returning back to the very point of your thought or existence takes time and energy. When I think of how “rediscovery” shows up in my life, I am flooded with many memories and lessons over a lifetime—lessons I have yet to learn and lessons that I am so glad I completed my work in.
When I revisit all aspects of my journey thus far, I find a key theme of rediscovering myself and my purpose. In this state of reflection, I tend to find myself re-examining all of my work, projects, relationships, drafts, etc.; and I enter a deep isolation period of hermit mode. I close myself off from the world, community, and family, and I just go down the rabbit hole of deep understanding of the choices and decisions I’ve made that have led me to this period of reclusion. (Heavy retrograde energy—currently six planets are in retrograde, including the infamous Mercury.)
By the time I come out of this period, I feel like I’ve entered into a whole new world, body, and timeline. And while I’m getting accustomed to this “new world,” I see reflected back to me all the responsibilities—both personal and professional—that have been patiently awaiting me during my “hiatus,” knowing and waiting that at some point I will get around to bringing forth a resolution.
However, since I turned 30 last year on 11/24/24 (a very magical day!!!!!), I feel this renewal within myself. I feel a deeper sense of promise and commitment than I have ever felt or known. Frankly, I feel reinvigorated and turned on. I am turned on by life, risk, rebellion, passion, authenticity, justice, etc. I am feeling a different but more fiery connection to myself.
I have felt these feelings before; however, it was only a sample. I was experiencing what was on the surface and assuming that was all there was and is. Now I feel active. I feel like I am ready for the effort and the responsibility it takes to fulfill my dreams. I am ready to join the conversation and build works that outlive my earthly existence—work that inspires future generations in the now and the future.
I see myself going far and beyond my reach; taking a leap of faith knowing that a safe and graceful landing will appear for me. I am free-falling into infinite worlds that are beyond my knowledge and comprehension, and with that I say: HELL YEAH.
I feel this renaissance of rediscovery is catapulting me into a more evolved and embodied being—becoming more whole in my identity and purpose, and in the work I create from it. Nina Simone once said,
“An artist’s duty, as far as I'm concerned, is to reflect the times…. I choose to reflect the times and the situations in which I find myself. That, to me, is my duty.”
As an artist, I find great inspiration from this. And as an artist, the most important part of my work, thesis, or mission statement is the impact I leave with humanity. That has become my pledge in this world. I will create art that reflects the times we live in and the humanity we experience it through.
“Nothing to prove, only to share.” This has become my motto for my 30s. That, and: “You can do the hard stuff. Even if it feels uncomfortable, you can do it.”
After many cycles of recalibrating my purpose, redefining my beliefs, and reimplementing my core values, I am pulsing with the stamina and endurance to see my visions all the way through. I know this is the beginning, and I have a long journey with many terrains for me to venture. I just want to acknowledge that this first year of 30 has been thrilling.
I am on a new frontier, gazing with discernment, knowing I am finally in the right place, at the right time, with the right person: ME. 222.
So if you have made it this far, then WOWWWW! You are a real one, and I so appreciate your support. As I head off into new fronts of conversations, embodied expressions, and human mastery, I invite you to join in. Participate in the molding of the world and the next generations of its keepers.
It is my time.
It is your time.
It is our duty.
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A letter from the writer and editor of “What’s the Tea”
A letter to my 20s: girl, not only did you survive, but you never lost faith.
A letter to God: thank you for choosing me and showing me the grace in choosing me.
A letter to my younger self: Dee Dee, you are the original blueprint.
