Allow me to segway from my usual banter about exercise and food. I have kind of a serious post topic in mind. But first, an update:
Things are continuing to come together. I am officially hired at this awesome bar/restaurant in Redmond, and am picking up 2-3 night shifts a week. I worked last Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and IT WAS AWESOME. Although, my feet would beg to differ. I think my body forgot what it’s like to be on your feet for that long — they were tingling in a terrible way at about 12:30 a.m. Sunday morning (at the end of Saturday night’s shift). I dropped some money on a pair of decent shoes at DSW, so hopefully those will take the edge off as I wear them in.
My day job is continuing to develop nicely. Working from home can be kind of difficult, but some days all I need is a location change for things to click. Let’s hope my mojo persists!
This leads me to the title of this post: I am a huge believer in the power of intention. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: For some reason, I am able to make things happen. Stay with me, I promise I’m not just trying to toot my own horn here.
I’ve thought a lot about this. I think the reason that I’m able to create plans and execute them (even when they are out of my circle of influence) is because I create plans with the intent to execute them. I don’t plan for the sake of planning and then just putz around. This isn’t just about working hard at achieving a goal, either (although clearly that’s a big part of any success). It’s about fully committing yourself to making an imagined situation a reality. As far as I’m concerned, these things I imagine (situation, job, apartment, even media clips for clients!) are going to happen, it’s just a matter of when. I think that’s what sets me apart from other people. There’s no “if.” That might sound a little crazy/unrealistic … but is it, really?
See, every day, I consciously and/or subconsciously have one overarching goal in mind. Currently that happens to be making money so BF can move up here. To achieve that, I needed at least one job. My ideal situation was to have two PT gigs, one in my chosen field (to keep my PR skills honed and hopefully end up FT), and one as a server (because few other industries allow you to make serious cash in a short amount of time working PT hours. And, because it’s fun).
Where am I now? With two PT gigs, one in my chosen field and one as a server.
Since the very minute that I internally committed to move back to Seattle, this was the situation I imagined. I could get all “The Secret” on you, but I think what it comes down to is that I focused on the situation I’m currently in for months, and you eventually end up where you focus. However, I think this is easy to talk about and obscenely difficult to do. Screw the working life, why not just focus on winning the lottery, amirite?
Simple: Because I don’t actually believe that I’m going to win the lottery. This isn’t about just hoping/praying for something, it’s about genuinely believing it. Does that make sense?
So, in conclusion: Call it coincidence, call it luck, call it whatever you want — I’m calling it the power of intention.
Currently loving: The leaves are starting to turn! The leaves are starting to turn!, canned pumpkin in just about everything, Otis Redding (random, I know)