An in-betweener

As I read the book on magnetizing myself to be ready for my husband, interchanged with my gender psychology book and of course watching the Joy Luck Club (nothing like multi-tasking and not getting a helluva lot done)...I read a sentence that resonated.

Learning to tolerate the in-between time. Well, that sums up the last 9 1/2 months for me. I have had no choice in this current position. Not to be misconstrued as a complaint or that I am a victim, but I have been forced to let go of who I knew myself to be, in order to become what "I want to be".

It isn't like packing a suitcase and jumping on a plane to a sandy beach and a drink with an umbrella. Nope, this has been an investment in myself. And in what I have always wanted in every area of my life. It has also been a blood-letting in terms of ridding old wounds, open sores and sprained ankles.

I know that my future career path is so very clear, it's my immediate career path that is frightening. I have to make things happen to pay my bills. I am not looking for it to resonate with my soul, because I know graduating with multiple degrees, will bring me to what and where I want to be in my job.

So, what about this in-between time? I am running out of money and have 1 client. 95% of me is not worried and even before my one client, I did not overly freak out about money--which is really scary if you think about it! Cuz everything pointed to any SANE person freaking out (I had my days under the covers, but they were in the minority). I just couldn't, somewhere in my gut, I just felt it would all work out....it hasn't exactly, but it has been enough to keep me going.

When it comes to men, I am there...I know what I want and now I just need to make sure I am open to giving and receiving love on the most pure of playing fields that I attract that amazing man into my life.

There is someone for everyone.

I am ready for my someone.

In between time is over....let's get some motion in my ocean.