Kyla Basher Creative

For me at least.

me in 2006 – St. Arnaud’s Track, NZ

And it has been changing at a pretty rapid pace for about the past six years. Before that was college so you get the jist. Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? Vaguely answered questions via a myriad of trial by fire experiences. I really thought I had myself figured out pretty well at a younger age…everyone told me I did.  Take a few steps out on your own with a small  idea of what you know makes you happy and here you are: many jobs, a few boyfriends and 2 dogs later…. still vaguely answering those questions. What the heck happened?

Aye there’s the rub. I suppose the point is made….life is changing and so are we. Some of us just change at different times, paces, and stages. I won’t deny having made poor decisions the same as I won’t deny having made really great ones, risky ones, and just plain desperate ones. The upbeat portion to this beat-up quip is that I’ve learned A LOT and although I’m still pretty confused as to “what the heck happened” I’m less confused about who I am, where I am, and what I am doing at this moment.

For me at least.

It takes a great deal of pressure to push me to the point of clarity. For better or worse the fog is clearing along this winding road if not totally, but in patches. I am remembering the answers to those vaguely asked questions from long ago. Remembering the moments in which I understood my happiness and the challenges that accompanied it. I may not have it all exactly right, but at least I know what’s important to me at this stage of the race.

Always ask for what you want….or better. Remembering that the “or better” is really what you need.

me 2014 –