Hello World!

Since this is my first blog post, I wanted to give everyone an idea of what I find most important and who I am. When people ask you to tell them a little bit about yourself, you tend to tense up and forget what it even means to be a human. At the end of the day, who am I and what do I represent?

We tend to go with what we want to be or listing the mundane thing we like to do that rarely sets us apart from others. For example, my go to speech about myself was “I’m India and I like to read, write, and watch Netflix.” When I look back on it, it really limited me. I let myself be represented in the simplest way, when in reality, there were so many more pieces to me that mattered more.

I was way more into writing than just a simple like and reading was a passion for me, and in essence made me who I was today. Without limitations, I started to really look into who I was and what made me important in a world full of so many different talents and passions. This went hand in hand with my fear of not living up to the purpose I had on this planet while I watched everyone around me winning.

I saw that my time was not on the same clock as someone else’s and I had nothing to worry about because as long as I was following my passion, I would always be rich in something and right on time. This pushed me to really reconsider how I saw my goals and my passions; to push myself to my fullest potential. To stop referring to my skills and passions as minuscule facts on a list that I provide employers or friends.

I was someone who loved writing because it came from my habit to tell stories with flourish and exaggeration to the point where people asked for more. I was a novelist and my stories could range from 200-500 pages of ups and downs, romance, and action. After coming to college, I fine-tuned my skills and turned my thoughts into poetry to fit the climate. No one really wanted to read novels that long, yet I had to make my words be heard somehow. Lately, I’ve found a love for extended story telling again. I’ve been inspired to write short stories again; I even have a tab just for them on this blog.

The point of saying all this is that now I see myself as this actual author, a title I never thought I deserved. I thought those who were published were more certified than me, and that is where I started to learn one of the most important life lessons. I deserve to call myself an author. Not because I am becoming one, but because I am one. In my own time, I am taking the steps to become exactly what I am destined to be. I should not have to wait for an employer to give me the title I already deserve.

That goes for anything I intend to do! My passions do not have to focus only on what I’m studying in college, but what I love to do anyway. I love finding ways to better the Earth, I love learning new languages and cultures, I love making people smile. I have to stop downplaying who I am and what I deliver to fit into a 1-minute speech.

Now, I intend to introduce myself as India, the author, the writer, the storyteller. Someone who creates as she talks and finds passion in words and dialects. From now on, I will never introduce myself so simply because I am so much more than that. Only I have the power to claim who I want to be and only I can do the work that it takes to manifest those things. Only I can be India Ambrose. As the first of my name, I have to make sure that whatever I do on this planet matters.

I always thought that what I did had to matter and make my name known to others. Yet, the real importance is that I make myself proud. I have to be happy with the outcome of my hard work and since that epiphany, my perspective changed. I am the captain of my soul and the creator of my outcomes.