I miss the smell of burning leaves wafting through the crisp autumn air.
Last week held surprising turns of events. As some of you know I have lamented about employment in my post for, if I have my time-line correct, 2 yrs! During that time different moments brought my attention to merchandising. I was intrigued, started investigating and applying for various positions. I got turned down a lot as my work experience didn't exactly flow in this direction. At first I was a bit bummed, felt lacking in education and skills, wondered if I should return to school. Most likely experienced the same thought processes that most other people do at one time or another. Then one day while messing around at my art table I experienced a moment of understanding. I finally understood how to take my skills and experience and transcend barriers. I once again sat at my computer trolling merchandising positions and applied for four. I was immediately turned down for one, the second was filled and I was granted interviews for two others on the same day at the same time. I managed to get the second one to allow me a later time. I was hired by both! I am excited, not at all intimidated or nervous (which I have always been going into a new job/position). I believe it is divine providence and I am grateful.
A few days prior to this I drove down the street that a couple of my Wildish Women friends reside on only to be astonished by a For Sale sign in one yard and a Sold sign in the other. I experienced a moment of panic and disorientation. I turned around and went back to the one that held the sold sign, was met on the porch by a very tall, serious looking man. Turned out he was her son, she was there, I could quit freaking out.
As it turns out they both are simply on a new journey following where this new road takes them with adventurous spirits and true grit. I am happy for them both and wish them well. I am thankful for our paths crossing and the love, insights and wonder their friendships brought into my life. Again divine providence.
I don't know how everything will turn out, where we will all end up but one thing I am sure of is that we are always in the right place at the right time with the right people. It doesn't get any better than that.
October has been a month of movement. Some projects finished, others in line waiting. Relationships mended, surprising status's of friends, lines cast for employment. Each has a story.
Where do I pick up the thread to weave the tale? The beginning is subjective, the lines are interwoven and each individual plays a part. In some ways I think it partially began when I was invited to join the Wildish Women book group. The rest dates back further.
Perhaps further contemplation is needed before the words flow and the tale unfolds. Forgive me, I don't mean to sound mysterious. Some of it is complicated and other parts , perhaps due to hindsight, are surprisingly clear. Before I step into the wild, before I unleash my story, I should probably take the time to let my mind rove and immerse myself in the thoughts, memories and sensations. I want clarity, I want to do justice to my women friends, family and others when I fall into the writing.
Stay tuned, because I think this might become a wild ride.
I am not going to apologize for lack of posts here. I seem to be all over the place right now. Hit and miss. I am okay with this as life has dragged me to and fro, demanding my attention, physical endurance and ability to adapt. To do lists run amok! My list was so undone that I just let it go and felt freedom. Who really cares if your house is pristine. Does that beget more visitors? Do you feel comfortable and happy? In the past I could clean til hell froze over but company would inevitably arrive when everything was in disarray and the visit was no less for it. Hind sight being what it is, I realize I wasted so much time and effort on things that were not that important, though in my defense cleaning was the one thing I had control of. I have come a very long way. Stress no longer is the ruler of my days. Cleaning has it's place and I don't care what people think for the most part. My freedom is laughing with my husband, making art (whether bad or good) yoga and my dance pole. No I'm not a stripper! Not that there is anything wrong with that. Shame on you!!
My friends dance studio closed abruptly due to a greedy money monger. This allowed me a dance pole that I have wished to have for several years but could not afford. Always the same. Someone's loss is someone elses gain.
My outlets, so to speak, keep me sane and stress free as I search for employment to help chase away the buzzards and sharks that inevitably show up at our door. No different that most others I'm sure.
My point? Forget the to-do list. Life is unpredictable and should not be lived in a stressed out state, chasing money and missing important moments. Savor and store those moments that seem so ordinary. Later you will realize how beautiful and important they truly were. Whether it was with family, friends or a complete stranger
I'm Kim, I am who I am. Exploring this second half of life as I photograph, write and create mixed media art. Riding the adventures as they come.