The ones that appear to know it all, they don't

"Over the years I've learned that a sure footed and confident mapmaker does not a swift traveler make. I stumble and fall, and I constantly find myself needing to change course." Comical though it may seem, sometimes people think I have it "figured out" (better phrase for they think I have my "sh** together").

Which, I mean, I guess from an outside perspective, I sort of do.

Except for I don't, because, as I've written before—no one does.

And those of you that are close with me, well you know my mind is a little crazy sometimes. You know that I have one dream on Monday and a new one on Tuesday. You know that I go through phases where I am happy and full of gratitude (most of the time), and I go through phases where I'm "bleh" and need to remember what's important. You know that I dream big and worry too much and love too many things. You know that I'm sometimes type A and sometimes completely type B.

You know that, as my mom would say, my "brain is on fire" (I just made myself sound completely exhausting—I swear I'm not that bad... I think).

But you may also know that I have my priorities pretty straight (I think), I am rational most of the time (I hope), I am an unbelievable planner (scoff).

"Over the years I've learned that a sure footed and confident mapmaker does not a swift traveler make. I stumble and fall, and I constantly find myself needing to change course."

It is interesting, that the ones that may seem as though they know it all, they are often the ones that constantly find themselves coming to realizations, getting lost, learning again.

Every time I post a blog post or create a piece of writing, it's not because I already have it all figured out, it's exactly the opposite. It's because I've learned something new. It's because I don't have it all figured out, it's because I had something to learn.

And, on the good weeks, I write nearly every day.

I don't have it all figured out, and I don't want to.

I want to be open to new lessons and perspectives every day. I want to make mistakes, get lost and be found again.

I want to grow as I progress through life.

I want to learn as much as I can.

So, yes, I am good at talking the talk ( think). Yes, I am good at pretending to adult (I hope). Yes, I can set goals and work hard (scoff).

And yes, I make mistakes. I cry. I don't know what I want. I do stupid things. I go through phases. I fail.

But maybe, the real definition of having it all figured out, is realizing that you don't, and being so okay with that that you welcome new opportunities to help you try. To help you live in new and exciting ways, learn new things and take new risks.

To grow into who you want to be, to rid of who you are not—to become who you really are, who you've always been.

In conclusion, we don't have it all figured out, and no one does—so be open to learning and failing and all that jazz. Maybe I don't even seem like I have it together and this was pointless. Also, read Daring Greatly by Brene Brown (that's where the recurring quote is from). Alright, this is the last sentence in this blunt and awfully/literally written closing paragraph.