Freelancing for profit

Freelancing for profit

It’s been a little over a month now since I left my full-time job and became the captain of my own destiny.  I would say that it was a scary leaving behind the security of a consistent paycheck, but in truth, I can’t think of a time where I have felt less stressed and more comfortable in my own skin.  I’m still finding my way through the job boards, the FB groups, some are good, some are a little lacking.  I have several articles published now and three more on the way.  Redefining who you are and what you do for a living can be daunting.  For me it was a necessary thing, the Universe All that is, God, whatever you call the Creator, has always had my back and while I’m not hearing voices these days, except my husband Lonnies and our furchild, Mr. Fancypants, whos looks speak volumes as to what he does or doesn’t want.

I felt the need to become a full-time Freelancer in my deep core, It was time to forge my own way, to let out that creative person.  When you hear that call, it means it’s time to act in Trust.  When you move on those deep calls to action, miracles happen, and the support you need is the support you’ll find, sometimes out of thin air.

Just as an example, Picture it, 1986, Sicily …. Excuse the Golden Girls reference I just had to. Picture it, 1987, The Berkshires I was 23ish I felt the call to move to California, not sure why but I did.  I didn’t have the money, didn’t have much of anything except perhaps my books.  I had a lot of books, I always have.  Through a series of coincidences, I met up online with a fellow Astrologer who was teaching in what was then an online service called Quantum Link.  Quantum Link was renamed years later to America Online.  When I let people know my intention to move to California, I received two large sums of money, one from a complete stranger who told me she felt called to support me and the other from someone I’d known for years who said the same thing. Now with money and a place to stay until I found my own home, I boxed up my books bought a plane ticket and landed in the utterly foreign land of Southern California in May of 1987.  Things weren’t initially easy once I got here.

Mickeys West Hollywood
Edd & I Mickey’s West Hollywood

The place fell through, and I found myself without a home.  It was only through the kindness of some relatives that I ended up at the YMCA in Hollywood. I eventually met the right people and found myself a home, a job and a new life.  Through all of it, I still knew that I was doing the right thing.

It’s been like that several times in my life where I felt called to move or act.  Meeting Lonnie would be probably the best example of thought.  If I hadn’t gone to that pool party, we would likely never have met, and I certainly wouldn’t be here now typing this out. Now I’m in the same place,  redefining what I want my life to look like.  I encourage anyone that is contemplating making a change in their lives own the change and becoming all that you are meant to be.  I’m happier than ever and looking forward to all of the new experiences.

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