The word work has a number of meanings attached to it; some think relationships are work, some see parenting as thankless work, some see caring for an elderly parent as dutiful work, and I see my spiritual rituals as fulfilling work. But what we all generally associate with work is a job that will earn us the living we need to support ourselves and/or our dependents financially.
Now, thanks to my lovely mum and dad who let me doss at home and freeload for most of my life, I have stuck mostly to temping; moving from job to job, work place to work place and recruitment agency to recruitment agency, searching for some sort of fulfilment that the last job never give me.
And the majority of all this moving was because of a restless energy I was harbouring, which would bubble up inside me subtly at first (usually when I started a new job or course), then after a while it would become torrential and uncontrollable, and that was when I knew it was time to leave.
I have lived with this energy for most of my life (as far back as I can remember), but only became aware of it when I was doing self-development work.
There were times when I tried to suppress it and pretend I was okay in a situation that fought against my self-expression (like certain jobs), but then I would unconsciously create events that got me out of the situation in a way that seemed to happen to me.
For example, there was a job I was so bored out of my skull doing, I asked my recruitment consultant to find me another one, but she as good as threatened me to stay or I would get dropped by the agency, so I stayed (and felt trapped).
A week later I had a panic attack in the toilets and got sent home; I never returned to that job nor heard from that consultant again - I got dropped by the agency.
As I grew older, I showed no signs of settling down or taking on a permanent role, and that was because I was afraid I would stop enjoying the job three months down the line when the probationary period was over and I couldnt leave.
I had no clear direction career-wise, and my parents were beginning to worry (couldnt say I blamed them), especially when all around me my peers seemed to be getting on with their lives; finishing university, buying cars, taking out mortgages, having babies, getting married, while I was still living at home and skating around in a semi-circle.
And as much as those commitments scared the hell out of me, I saw a certain level of success in what they had achieved, and felt an overwhelming guilt about disappointing my parents.
Until I found writing!
Mid July 2005 was the next pivotal point in my life. Because every job or course I had done up to that point had been experienced through a transparent amniotic sack of dullness that I was on purpose existing through.
But when I found writing, I burst into life!
The liberating sense of freedom I felt every time I sat down to channel an idea was intense enough to hook me into addiction.
And I felt like the sack of dullness had popped open, and every emotion I had ever missed out on was overcompensated for by extra helpings of magnified excitement that blew my mind away, and I couldnt get enough!
There was no such thing as boredom, when I was writing, just a story that was lacking, even that I would just work on and work at until Id given it my all.
The overwhelming bubble was no longer restless, it was like a child set free to roam around a blooming garden, free range, unrestricted and happy as hell.
It was a creative force that had no end and no beginning, joyfully dancing through me in an endless flow that took away any need to tame, suppress or control it.
Writing was a an expression of my Being, who I was... which took no time at all. I would get so consumed in the world of my characters that when I emerged, I had no recollection of what I had written until I proceeded to read back through it, and each time I was surprised (and grateful) that it had come from me!
So, going back to a repetetive job and having my creative brain cells killed off one by one was extremely difficult, and the more Self-development work I combined with my writing, the harder it became to pretend I wasnt dissatisfied in anything that didnt make use of my ability to create or desire to develop, especially in what I started calling my means-to-an-end jobs.
One day I decided to pack it all in, and persue a full-time writing career, but because of the non-existent success of The Run: Londons Secret I was underconfident in my abilities and spent a long time seeking out writing partners to work with, hoping I could launch myself on the back of our combined projects. But ultimately they all fizzled out and I was left alone and frustrated again, every time.
I became desperate, broke, unproductive, and lost, and although I was doing what felt right for me, I wasnt making any money, and when I was making money it was doing something that didnt feel right for me, which put me off of going back to work even more.
So I started looking around for help to launch my career, but nobody was interested (once they found out I had no money or credibility), even when I offered free healing sessions (in exchange for contacts, help, or information), I was kept at arms length like a suspicious peasant (which I felt like).
What exactly am I doing wrong? I screamed at the trees one dark afternoon, while sitting at the park bawling my eyes out and begging for guidance that was eluding me at home. That was when I received (audibly clear) the following guidance from my straight talking Spirit Guide:
What has happened to you girl? Why have you turned into such a waiter? What has happened to the go-getting, determined young lady who never saw an obstacle in life, but challenges she would get through? When did you turn into such a scared little birdie, perched on the edge of a branch afraid to fly? You have your wings, what are you waiting for? You have us to support you, so what is the worst that can happen? So, you might fall and graze a knee, but at least youll get it over with and cross that off your list! You have the tools available, finely tuned abilities you dont make use of, and all the assistance anyone can ask for, but instead you spend your days using not having money as a disability. It was your choice to stop working, and since you are no longer happy with the results; do something about it!
A week later, I started writing this book. And for a while I had to go back to temping so that I could make enough money to fund publishing it, but this time I wasnt floating about aimlessly waiting for my restless energy to alert me of when it was time to leave, I was working to reach a foreseeable end, which as you can see I reached!
So, even though I accused my means-to-an-end jobs of being meaningless, situations come bearing many gifts for growth, and if you go into a situation expecting your creative brain cells to get killed off one-by-one, then that is exactly what you will get (as I did).
While there are people out there earning a damn good living, living their truths (lucky sods), there are a fair few still pedalling to that end.
And for those guys, I would like to suggest that instead of getting rid of what may seem an un-spiritual job (telesales, market research, data entry, selling boats) that you are only using for the money anyway, especially if you have dependants to support (and leaving will have you stressing out about money), bring spirituality into your job and make it how you want it to be.
Remember, it is a state of mind that you can take anywhere in the world without shipping costs, and the way you think will call to you whatever you want, so if you want a spiritual job, start by making your job spiritual and the rest will flow from there.
When it comes to earning a living proclaiming your truth, matters can get a little bit complicated if you unconsciously subscribe to a little known collective conscious floating about called lack.
See, when I decided to become a Light worker (I said sod it, I want to live my truth!), I also unconsciously adopted poverty.
Have you ever noticed that people who earn a living doing spiritual work (healing, teaching, spreading the message - not all but a lot) seem to be earning a pittance, if anything at all, and are living from hand to mouth?
Well, this became apparent to me as well after a particularly busy week of meeting up with like-minded people, who gave me enlightened conversation, only to later touch on the subject of money and how we all seem to lack enough of it.
This also reminded me of societys particular collective beliefs about Money vs God.
Let me give you an example of Charmed, in the series all three sisters (including Pru) had jobs, and they each had a magical power that combined to create collective power so immense, higher daemons were after it.
Basically, with that much power they could have created serious wealth for themselves and not had to juggle jobs and daemon fighting the way they did (even though that made great viewing).
However, they were not allowed to use their powers for what was called personal gain, and they were the do-gooders.
Yet on the other side of the spectrum were daemons, who ran multinational corporations and were filthy rich, funding evil with their profits and enjoying wealthy lifestyles the sisters could only dream of, but they were the bad-doers right?
Now, exactly what does that say to you? To me, it says that if you want to become a do-gooder, you will have to supplement your income doing jobs you may or may not like, but basically you will have to split your time between living your truth and making ends meet financially, while not having enough time left to enjoy the important (and free) things in your life like quality time with your family.
That, to whatever level you manage to raise your consciousness, you cannot use those wonderful abilities to give yourself the good stuff like money (personal gain) because it will be taken away from you, and you might get punished for it too.
And you will have to put everyone but yourself first because that somehow proves you are a good person.
It also says that money (and the good life) lies in being evil and practicing bad stuff, that even if you have uncovered a wonderful way of earning a living, living your truth (healing, teaching, tarot reading) you might need to sell yourself short so that you dont get accused (or accuse yourself) of crossing over to the dark side.
This was said particularly well in The Preachers Wife, where the tired, self-neglecting, overworked Pastor ran around town trying to restore other peoples families while neglecting his own.
And when the broke church was offered financial assistance from ___ someone that the Pastor (and his wife) considered a traitor, because although he once belonged to the neighbourhood (and used to be broke also), he was now raking it in.
And they saw him as having crossed over to the dark side and betrayed God. That was their reason for refusing his financial assistance (or rather the offer to move to the new church).
Now, it seems to me that Light workers (and workers of God - same thing in some circles) may be under a bit of pressure to be lacking financially, because that somehow shows them to be more genuine (externally), even though they may be stressing out as hell about money behind closed doors.
Having moneys not everything, not having it is - Good life by Kanye West and ___
And although the Pastor had prayed for Gods assistance (which came in the form of the Dudley the Angel, and the financial offer from ___), he refused to acknowledge, believe or accept either because they happened to be presented to him in packages he didnt specifically associate with God.
And that is another thing. There are just too many rigid ideas about who God really is, what they do. And whom It looks like.
Some people spend years asking Her for assistance until they decide He just isnt listening, and this is because they havent yet gotten an answer they believe in.
However, if they honestly look back through the period they had been asking for Divine Intervention, they might begin to see that the Ultimate has always answered, but those answers have not always come wrapped in packages they expected to see/hear/feel coming from Source.
And no, I am not saying that the youth project has to start accepting money bags from the local drug dealer, I am saying that remaining open to signs, answers and gifts (intuitively as well as physically) sent from Source, can put an end to your frustration.
That way you can stop missing or rejecting gifts that are right in front of you, because you are still looking for something else that you think the real God has sent you, especially if you are not entirely sure exactly what that looks like anyway.
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Please note that I am not saying you are evil if you have money and good if you dont, because I do NOT believe that! I have simply used the examples above to make my point stronger, and where I am coming from more understandable. If I have offended you, please accept my apologies as I did not mean it that way, even though my views remain the same. My examples of Charmed and The Preachers Wife are just that; examples of what I am trying to say about messages in everyday media that, although subtle, reinforce a very strong message most of ys strongly subscribe to anyway. And these are my interpretations and observations of them, so once again please feel free to take what you will and leave the rest to be. If you do not agree with any of what I say, step away and dont let it affect you (or your heart). |
I remember a month when I had more money than I knew what to do with, and kept getting visions to invest it in stocks and shares (instead of buying shoes), which I did.
And when it came to transferring the money I wasnt sure where to send it to, so I wired it anyway and hoped for the best (naive, I know), then promptly forgot about it.
After a few weeks, during which time I had been nagging the Universe for a holiday, I was walking past a cash machine and decided to check my balance (something I never do when I havent any money).
To my utter delight, there was a lump sum in there I couldnt account for, until two days later when I received an email from the broker, telling me that the money for my shares hadnt come through. But I didnt care then; I was going on holiday!
Your Father knoweth what things you have need of before you ask Him - Matthew 6:8.
Im afraid this is all I can offer you on the subject of work (at this time), and thats because I am also just starting out on the old career road.
However, if any of you experts out there have any enlightened tids and bits to share with the rest of us amateurs, please dont hesitate to throw us a few valuable scraps, my contact details are at the back.
Remember, that sharing facilitates flow!
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