Someone is starving for you!

I told you in a previous blog post about leaving my 9 to 5 in December to pursue "Purpose things." The vision was to launch my products and events and be sustained financially by them. I had to rework that plan. The creative build-out process requires much patience and I am not gifted in that area of waiting. But more on that in other blog posts.
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So, a good friend of mine sends me a job advertised in one of the dailies. I am at the point where I am open to a job that will allow me some flexibility, while of course allowing me to take care of my living costs. This job seemed full-time. In an attempt to be 'responsible' and under pressure from the very real bills that visit me consistently, I decided to apply nonetheless. It was a perfectly well-written application letter but in my heart I was not excited. The prospect of having very limited time left from my week to create what every cell in my being was pushing me to create didn’t feel purposeful.
I submit the application and I feel sufficiently adult.

One morning I woke up early. It is actually more accurate to say I was awakened...by God. I felt a call to pray. Really pray. Please take this a confession that this is not my regular morning routine. Judge me if you like. I will pray for you...soon.
In prayer I feel the Lord instructing me to expect phone calls about the jobs for which I did not apply. He told me I would get word by late morning.

What do you think happened next? Later that morning the company to which I applied called me....to say they are inviting me to an interview...for the post of...NOT FULL-TIME psychologist but ADOLESCENT Psychologist. They went on to provide me with the finer details to which I struggled to pay attention. I was intrigued about what sounded like a change in the position. I decided to reach out to a linky I had at the company to seek clarity before having further dialogue with them. All this time I am super excited about the prospect of a good job that allows me flexibility.

I call and ask her if they have in fact changed the nature of the vacancy. She starts off by saying "Oh yes, I was to call you and tell you that they filled the full-time position (as seen in the advert) internally and so now they are seeking a SESSIONAL adolescent psychologist." All I heard was the word "SESSIONAL!" That was my freedom word. My mind flashed back to the prayers that morning and what God told me. This was a case of a job for which I did not apply. The EXACT context I wanted landed into my hands.
I am grateful! As it turns out I got the job and I get dressed and show up for my first day in August.
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Fast forward to September. I went to host a group session with a group of adolescents I serve in a state -supported home. One of the young ladies runs up to me and excitedly asks “Auntie is you that on the wall upstairs?
I look at her confused and asks what she means. She says “on the wall upstairs.. come and look at it.” So I go upstairs with her to humour her because... how could I be on the wall upstairs? When I go upstairs she shows me her visionboard...and lo and behold there I am!...on the wall!








​So I am now incredulous! I ask her where she got my picture. She says she found it LAST YEAR in the newspaper! Remember I started this job in August 2018! I was completely unknown to them last year, as they were to me.

But yet, there I was on her visionboard, with her caption “this is me.”
It was such a profound moment of purpose for me. I tell her “you brought me here!”

This is the same client who says to me before our previous individual session “Miss, when I saw you come today I know is God send you because I really needed someone to talk to.”

My picture and my story of beating Breast Cancer were featured in the Gleaner on October 1, 2017. That came about because I was bold and reached out to the Gleaner to ask If could share my campaign geared at helping women who were currently battling Breast Cancer. Because I didn't allow the fear of hearing "No" to stop me, someone else: this young woman, now had something or rather someone to look up to. It is not lost on me that my image represented what she wants her future self to look like.

My takeways from this are:

1. Live your OWN life. This life I have chosen is far from glamorous. There are some days when I am in the clutches of fear and shame, wondering if this is what a responsible adult does. But it is my own. Not yours, not my family's, MY OWN.

2. Do it scared. Just do it.

3. Someone needs what you have. It is actually selfish to let fear stop us from manifesting all that we are. Someone needs to hear your story, your perspective. Someone needs that product that is locked inside your mind. Let's serve each other. You are not everyone's flavour, but someone is starving for what you CAN bring to the table. Please bring it!
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4. A dream needs not be static. It is a moving thing, a growing thing. Don't be too big to edit, scale and flex to make your dream a reality. I had to back track and get a flexi-job. At first it felt like a concession. Now I just let the paycheck respond to the voices in my head...while I wait :-)

What is your takeaway from this moment?

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