Lately, every time I think about my life I see a wave pool (in my mind). It’s a strange new metaphor that rocked my world a little because usually the images I receive are earthy–gardens, tornadoes, forests, oceans, and whatnot. I don’t know why these lessons didn’t come on ocean waves, but perhaps because getting the day job isn’t a natural course of events for me. These waves are woman-made, a little chaos that I created intentionally to shake things up in my world.
The pace of my personal evolution–specifically around money, the growth of my business, and physical activity–was driving me mad. I was (painfully) aware of how my thoughts, beliefs, and actions around these issues needed to change for me to be the woman I was born to be but I simply couldn’t do it by sheer force. I couldn’t even create space in my life to do the things I knew would help me shift, like complete the powerful Emotional Freedom Technique that a colleague offered me or make it to my beloved Kundalini Yoga studio to take my five free classes (a gift for helping out during an event some time ago).
I had resources available to me but I was stuck and I needed to do something radical. I applied for a job as a grocery clerk at a local market. It’s a place I love to shop, doing a job that is intensely physical (sometimes I call it going to the gym, instead of work) which thrills me beyond words, and between the work and the commute, it’s about 45 hours a week that I’m simply too busy to obsess about whether or not someone is going to hire me or register for one of my classes, or what I need to be doing differently to make this business grow (with absolutely no resources to invest). Frankly, I found that to be about as effective as using yesterday’s greasy kitchen towel to clean the bathroom mirror. It doesn’t help at all.