I used to think living with intention meant having a master plan, a perfect roadmap where every step was carefully laid out. Needless to say, this master plan and roadmap was to be put together mindfully.
But as I started exploring what it really meant for me, I realised what began as a need to be more in control with my life, was really about having deeper connection with myself and others around me.
It started with a simple practice: journalling. At first, it was messy. Half-thoughts scribbled in the early hours of the morning, pages filled with questions I didn’t have answers to yet.
Over time though, I noticed a shift. The more I wrote, the more I began to hear myself clearly: my wants, my needs, my quiet desires that had been drowned out by the noise of routine and expectation.
I replaced shoulds with coulds and woulds and started being clear that my actions were in alignment with my values and beliefs.
One of the first things I changed was how I spent my mornings. Instead of rushing into my day, I carved out small blocks of time just for me, what I started calling my intentional mornings. I started waking up a little earlier, not to be more productive, but to be more present.
This wasn’t about adding more to my to-do list. It was about making space for what truly mattered... for connection, for self-discovery, for a sense of calm in the chaos.
If I'm honest, beginning this Intentional Living was a little rough. It started with just wanted to live life more meaningfully. But through this desire, a process way started to get clear. I started asking myself deeper questions for clarity and understanding:
I realised that intentional living wasn’t just about the big life decisions but in the everyday choices.
I saw it as the way I greeted each morning, the words I chose to speak, the boundaries I set, the way I showed up for myself and others.
Once I had built that foundation of inner connection, I felt ready to nurture and work on my connection with others. After all, what is life without sharing it with others?
So I started being intentional with my relationships:
Here's what I learnt: intentionality in relationships isn’t about grand gestures it’s about presence. It’s about choosing to truly be there, to create moments of depth and warmth in the everyday. It's about listening, taking interest, being genuinely curious, and letting them know they are cared for and loved.
One of the main lessons I've learnt over the years is that intentional living isn’t about perfection but awareness and presence. Some days, I still rush through my mornings. Some weeks, I forget to reach out to friends. But it's a practice and while I may slip every now and again, my key change is that I notice. And when I notice, I can choose differently.
So if you’re on this journey too, here’s my invitation to you:
Because at the end of the day, living with intention isn’t about how much you accomplish. It’s about how deeply you experience your own life. We're all unique and so are our journeys.
What’s one small way you can bring more intention into your day? I’d love to hear. 💛
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