(no subject)
Europe is amazing.
As life flows, one thing to the next, I find myself relaxing into the present moment and allowing everything to be as it is.
As this becomes more of a natural habit and less of a constant thought, the universe brings to me the experiences that I have been wanting. Maybe not in the original form that I wanted, but the way it should be. There is a quote that goes something like "Imay not be where I intended to be, but I'm where I was meant to be.". Something like that.
I have been in Europe since last Friday. Last Thursday I had two auditions that were so so. They were that way because I just all I was doing was working to pay my rent. Class wasn't an option so much because it's $20 a pop. That is expensive. Grr. That is why Bikram is so good for me, spiritually and physically.
So after the two auditions I called mom and was talking to her about my future and if dancing was going to be it for me. This new batch of kids is just sickening. They are so talented. What I would have to do to keep up with them would just be too much right now. And I made that decision.
The next day, my roommate Brian, called me and said 'get to the salon.'. So I did. Fashion designer Farah Angsana was getting her hair done...before she left to Milan fashion week.
Rumor has it, she needed a new assistant. And I am that new assistant. My first day on the job was on a plane to Milan. Currently, I am in Paris. Thursday I will be in Germany and after that Switzerland and Austria.
This job came out of nowhere, but it appears that it is what I have been asking for. That job that utilizes my sick organization and creative abilities and my personable nature. All of it is still new and fresh, still settling into it and getting to know her and what she needs of me. But, this is my job. Calling buyers, managing production of her lines, etc.
I am blessed. Incredibly.
This whole situation is just so overwheling and out of the blue that as I walk the Parisian streets I get a knot in my throat. Is this really happening? Sometimes I just don't realize what is happening. It is what I have been asking for. What I have wanted.
Appreciation. Gratitude. Love. For the universe.
:)
As life flows, one thing to the next, I find myself relaxing into the present moment and allowing everything to be as it is.
As this becomes more of a natural habit and less of a constant thought, the universe brings to me the experiences that I have been wanting. Maybe not in the original form that I wanted, but the way it should be. There is a quote that goes something like "Imay not be where I intended to be, but I'm where I was meant to be.". Something like that.
I have been in Europe since last Friday. Last Thursday I had two auditions that were so so. They were that way because I just all I was doing was working to pay my rent. Class wasn't an option so much because it's $20 a pop. That is expensive. Grr. That is why Bikram is so good for me, spiritually and physically.
So after the two auditions I called mom and was talking to her about my future and if dancing was going to be it for me. This new batch of kids is just sickening. They are so talented. What I would have to do to keep up with them would just be too much right now. And I made that decision.
The next day, my roommate Brian, called me and said 'get to the salon.'. So I did. Fashion designer Farah Angsana was getting her hair done...before she left to Milan fashion week.
Rumor has it, she needed a new assistant. And I am that new assistant. My first day on the job was on a plane to Milan. Currently, I am in Paris. Thursday I will be in Germany and after that Switzerland and Austria.
This job came out of nowhere, but it appears that it is what I have been asking for. That job that utilizes my sick organization and creative abilities and my personable nature. All of it is still new and fresh, still settling into it and getting to know her and what she needs of me. But, this is my job. Calling buyers, managing production of her lines, etc.
I am blessed. Incredibly.
This whole situation is just so overwheling and out of the blue that as I walk the Parisian streets I get a knot in my throat. Is this really happening? Sometimes I just don't realize what is happening. It is what I have been asking for. What I have wanted.
Appreciation. Gratitude. Love. For the universe.
:)