I am finished here teaching on the farm…nothing happened, no drama, just that all-of-a-sudden feeling that my time here is done. So now what? The story of my life nowadays; “Just what in the hell do I do next?” My options are infinite, but possibilities are not. What to do but follow whatever impulses no matter what they may be…even a small nagging feeling I got to check email while I was in KS visiting family. With a shrug of my shoulders, I boot up my mom’s computer. Hmmmm, there’s an email with updates from Careerbuilder.com…of course there is. There is a position in KS, right…oh look, it’s not only in KS, it’s in my parents small town, how alluringly convenient. Yes, the ONLY office building in the small town is looking for a Sr. Admin. Assistant. The same company that recently laid off about 100 people is offering up a job that I am perfectly capable of doing, oh and they are offering the exact salary I was wanting…of course they are. It is all delightfully laid out in perfect order…the light at the end of the financially smothering tunnel…or is it?
C&D are not surprised to hear that I am leaving the farm. They have known that the salary was not sustainable long term, but instead of waving goodbye (at the end of June) D decides to mention to a friend that her teacher is leaving. She mentions this to not just a friend, but a wealthy one; a wealthy friend who could pay me more money a month; one with a small child in need of a teacher…what an utterly convenient plan wrecker. A cross-road on an otherwise one way path. A fork in the road. A downpour when a list mist was predicted. Now what? I wait to hear from both positions…wait to see which one pans out. And if they both do? Well, I don’t have a meditation Tipi to go into, but I do have my incense, a peaceful environment, teachings from a Shaman and that wonderful intuition.
Bring it on!