My Dream
There are two things I know I'm meant to do in life: write, and work with animals. Right now, both of those roles are getting fulfilled. I write every change I get, and my dayjob is at a veterinarian hospital. I'm telling stories and still making sure animals get the care and attention they need.
More and more as time goes on though, I realize what I want my life to be. Used to, I just wanted to write. I wanted to get up in the morning, do some yoga and do my morning devotionals, and then start writing. But as I've moved and experienced a bit more of life, my dreams have changed and evolved as dreams tend to do. Writing--and only writing--would ignore the other half of what I'm meant to do. Writing doesn't get me working with animals, and I'm not truly me if I'm not with animals. (Having two dogs and a cat in this house has done wonders for me. I'm more relaxed and happy and confident. Animals are pure therapy for me.)
I still very much want to write. That will never change. I've been telling stories since I was a child, and Odin wouldn't let me stop writing even if I wanted to (which I don't). But since living in New Jersey, I realize where I want my day to day income to come from aside from storytelling.
Dog walking and pet sitting.
For a few months now--longer than I've been working at the veterinarian hospital--I've been doing some dog walking. I got a few random offers just helping some people out here and there, but as time went on I realized how much I truly love it. One of the dogs I walk would give her owner a bit of trouble, and the owner couldn't imagine anyone enjoying walking her. But I do. She sometimes likes to be stubborn with me (as in she wants to go the opposite direction of where I want her to, or she'll just randomly stop walking all together), but I still enjoy my time walking her. The other dog I walk is pretty cool too and is very well trained. The each have two totally different personalities, but I love being with them both. I've also done some cat sitting recently which is equally as awesome as I adore cats. (If I had to pick one animal to be for the rest of this life, it would be a cat. House Cat sure, but also a panther if I could.)
Tending to both of these things satisfies me not only spiritually, but is also just satisfying. It's two things (or rather, three) that I absolutely enjoy doing. Even in the dead of winter when it's dark and nearing freezing point, I'd rather go out and walk dogs instead of have a typical 9-5 office job.
Until I started regularly working with animals, I didn't realize how much I would enjoy doing so. I didn't know that it would be so important to me spiritually. It didn't register with me how essential it would be to my well being.
These are my dreams as they stand. This is what I'm spending my time working on and pursuing.
(Crossposted to The Raven Scribe~)
More and more as time goes on though, I realize what I want my life to be. Used to, I just wanted to write. I wanted to get up in the morning, do some yoga and do my morning devotionals, and then start writing. But as I've moved and experienced a bit more of life, my dreams have changed and evolved as dreams tend to do. Writing--and only writing--would ignore the other half of what I'm meant to do. Writing doesn't get me working with animals, and I'm not truly me if I'm not with animals. (Having two dogs and a cat in this house has done wonders for me. I'm more relaxed and happy and confident. Animals are pure therapy for me.)
I still very much want to write. That will never change. I've been telling stories since I was a child, and Odin wouldn't let me stop writing even if I wanted to (which I don't). But since living in New Jersey, I realize where I want my day to day income to come from aside from storytelling.
Dog walking and pet sitting.
For a few months now--longer than I've been working at the veterinarian hospital--I've been doing some dog walking. I got a few random offers just helping some people out here and there, but as time went on I realized how much I truly love it. One of the dogs I walk would give her owner a bit of trouble, and the owner couldn't imagine anyone enjoying walking her. But I do. She sometimes likes to be stubborn with me (as in she wants to go the opposite direction of where I want her to, or she'll just randomly stop walking all together), but I still enjoy my time walking her. The other dog I walk is pretty cool too and is very well trained. The each have two totally different personalities, but I love being with them both. I've also done some cat sitting recently which is equally as awesome as I adore cats. (If I had to pick one animal to be for the rest of this life, it would be a cat. House Cat sure, but also a panther if I could.)
Tending to both of these things satisfies me not only spiritually, but is also just satisfying. It's two things (or rather, three) that I absolutely enjoy doing. Even in the dead of winter when it's dark and nearing freezing point, I'd rather go out and walk dogs instead of have a typical 9-5 office job.
Until I started regularly working with animals, I didn't realize how much I would enjoy doing so. I didn't know that it would be so important to me spiritually. It didn't register with me how essential it would be to my well being.
These are my dreams as they stand. This is what I'm spending my time working on and pursuing.
(Crossposted to The Raven Scribe~)