Health and wealth. That's my motto.
We all know that I'm healthier than I've ever been. Saturday, the day I was particularly conscious of what I was putting into my body (and nine days after Dr. Moore told me all the cancer cells in my tumor were dead), something significant happened. I was putting on my sweatshirt, and felt my healing bracelet being pushed up my arm. This is the healing bracelet that Vance and his parents gave me after I announced to my class that the cancer was back and I'd be out again. The bracelet was taken off once since February during one short stint at the hospital. But with this last surgery, I wouldn't let them take it off. "You don't need my wrist while you operate on my lung." They agreed. Well, as the bracelet was being forced up my arm from the sweatshirt, it broke and beads scattered all over the floor. My friend, Kathy, was over and her reaction was expected. "Oh no!"
"No, this is a good thing. I'm healed. I don't need it any more," I assured her. Wow. That was some sign. Thank you!
Then yesterday, in a organization/cleany frenzy, I approached "the crate". Each time I was admitted to the hospital, I rolled in with my teacher crate, filled with cards, posters, and gifts that had been given to me throughout my journey by friends but mostly students. The routine has been that the crate stays in the car until we know my recovery room number, then my mom or Tyler wheels it in with a roll of masking tape and starts decorating. Two walls were always completely covered, and depending on the size of the room, sometimes three.
Between hospital stays, the crate has either sat in the garage or in a corner in our office. Confidently knowing I am cured, I kneeled by it yesterday, taking out one card at a time. I opened each card to see who gifted me with it, kissed it, and then proclaimed, "Thank you....," then placed it in the recycle bin. With love and appreciation, I cleaned out the crate and it's gone.
Break for a sip of green tea. :) Ahh....
Along my financial affirmations, today I read a chapter about careers in Healing Your Life. I love my job, my co-workers, everything about it. However, being a public school teacher will not fulfill my aspiration to have so much money I don't know what to do with it. Two interventions happened to help me consider this.
First, on Saturday some "junk mail" caught my eye. It was sent from State Farm Insurance, and I thought it was a flyer to get me to transfer our insurance to them. Then I looked a little more clearly. It's a flyer publicizing they need more agents -- will train, etc. As I wrote my affirmation this morning, after reading about lovingly letter ones job go for another to enjoy it, I thought about leavinig my position. "I quit my teaching job to become a State Farm insurance agent." No heat ran throughout my body. Instead, I noticed a cool breeze across my ankles. Also, I thought of all the insurance agents I know, all of whom do very well: a mom who put both of her sons through private school while her husband stayed at home, the former owner of our house, Deana's dad who put three kids through private school while her mom stayed at home... So, today I'm going to give them a call.
Secondly, when I opened my email this morning before starting to blog, I noticed a message from Career Builder. I opened it up to find that a Dean position fits my match (I have an account with Career Builder, just in case). I'd seen this before, but always ignored it. Today, I didn't ignore it. I clicked on the link and started the application process, even though I was sure I'd have to revisit it after I got the kids off to school. Surely it would take a long time. To my surprise, the process took five minutes, maybe.
Often in life, I've found that which is easy to apply for usually comes to fruition for me: school admittance, jobs, grants. Those that take a great deal of time and energy haven't panned out for me in the past. So, I welcome the call from ITT for an interview for the position of Dean. Thank you!
It really is quite amazing how the Universe, which I'll call GOD, gives us what we want when we open ourselves up to it. And this is only day 4! :)
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