I used to work in an office that sucked the life out of me. Come Sunday, my tummy would start doing somersaults.
This went on for many years. Now that I look back, I feel sorry for that girl. She became a victim. Didn’t she know that she had options?
There are many chapters that come before the one I’m about to tell you about but I eventually had to make a choice. I could remain a victim or I could go where my heart was urging me to go. Thank goodness I chose the more scary option!
Working as a creative writer, ghostwriter and editor is my calling. I literally go to “work” every day and think “Mannnnn, how did I get so damn lucky?”
I’ve been working with a client based in California for the last 6 months. She started out looking for an editor and at the end of 6 months, we are both wondering how we are going to get by without our daily rapport. We developed a lovely friendship along the way. She’s into astrology and cannabis, I’m into storytelling and grammar and somewhere in the middle, we are both into mystery/magic/alchemy. Not one day of our work has felt like a slog! We have both grown through our collaboration.
I edited her manuscript and her book will be published in just a few short days.
My heart is full. My gratitude overflows. For “work”, for the opportunities that flow into my life, and mostly for my ability to recognise every one of my blessings.
May I never take them for granted,
P.S. My special client is Cara Carozza and her website is: www.caracarozza.com
Follow her for an injection of magic!
This is the cover for her book. How amazing?