Back on Track: Listening to My Body, My Heart, and My Calling
It’s been a while since I last wrote here. Life got busy, weeks slipped by, and my focus shifted. But I’m glad to be back in this little corner of the internet—my safe space, my diary, my reminder that growth comes in small, intentional steps.
For the past five weeks, I’ve been focusing on my mental health by moving my body more. I jumped straight into a routine of Pilates, treadmill, and spinning—six days a week. For many people, that might not sound extreme, but for me, someone who used to sit eight hours a day and barely reach 1,000 steps, it was a huge leap. My body started screaming. My back hurt, my muscles ached, and one day I even felt pain in my chest when I inhaled.
That was my wake-up call.
I decided to slow down, to listen, and to respect my limits. Now, I’ve shifted my routine to four workout days:
Tuesday & Wednesday: Pilates + treadmill
Thursday & Saturday: Spinning
Friday, Sunday & Monday: Rest and recharge
This balance feels right for me. My body feels lighter, my mind calmer, and my heart more at peace. I’m still a little chubby, and that’s okay. What matters is that I’ve taken back control—not from a place of punishment, but from love.
Mental Health First
What I’ve learned is simple: we can only pursue bigger dreams when our mental health is in a good place. Exercise helps me get there, but so does slowing down, resting, and forgiving myself when I slip.
As I’ve been reflecting, I realized that beyond my career as an accountant, I want to do more. I don’t always feel extraordinary in my job—I work with brilliant people, but sometimes it feels like the impact I make is only on the company, not on individuals. Yet deep inside, I’ve always had this sensitivity, this “gift” to sense people’s hearts, to see their potential even when they can’t see it themselves.
Encouraging people to act is still hard for me, but I know I can help them recognize their own talents. Maybe that’s where my path begins. People often say the way forward only becomes clear once you start walking, not while you’re stuck in your head.
Where My Curiosity Leads Me
Lately, I’ve also felt drawn to AI. I don’t fully understand why, but it excites me. At work, I’ve started exploring how automation can make accounting better, and it feels like a spark—like my skills are being accepted in a new way.
Even as a woman, a wife, and maybe someday a mother, I feel ready to keep reaching for higher levels in my career—not just for myself, but so I can help more people.
Why I’m Writing Again
And then, there’s this blog. I know right now I have zero readers, but I don’t mind. When my mental health feels stable, I feel confident enough to write. Writing helps me breathe.
I don’t know yet how my words will help others, but I believe that if I keep writing, keep being genuine, one day these words will reach someone who needs them. And in the process, I’ll grow too—my writing will improve, my thoughts will sharpen, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll touch someone’s heart.
For now, I’ll keep it raw, simple, and positive. Because true happiness doesn’t come from being rich, or pretty, or surrounded by people. It comes from knowing we are alive, breathing, and healthy today.
And that is enough.
✨ Soft steps, strong heart
