landlord to ask to use 4th floor abandoned room as art room
vocal coach to inquire about lounge singing, how to start
friend to ask about going up in a small engine plane again. (flew one myself this year, and as always predicted, loved it. eventual vision of napa valley tour pilot.)
- have interview on monday for two teaching positions with a jewish
- have interview set up for another teaching gig
- have modeling/portraiture session set for next weekend
yes to get minimum wage to usher at a Cake concert in two weeks
be reading tarot cards at good friend’s Halloween party on donation basis
- called friend’s mom who’s a professional home stager about being her assistant
coffee info interviews set up with a few high-ballers in the community
action items from previous info interviews to follow up on
work-out studio to inquire about becoming an instructor and was told it’s
possible (with a lot of work)
- have a
solid lead on fine dining waitress work if comes to that
- registered as a model with a “real person” modeling agency
my profile on modelmayhem website
exact amount of pto i’ll be paid out when I leave my job at end of month
- inquired about health insurance exchange
flu shot and all blood tests up to date (all negative – which is
appointment for teeth cleaning
new shipment of contact lenses before these fall apart in my eyeballs
to private tutoring gig from tutoring website I’m registered with (which…
i’d completely forgotten about until I started getting these emails
two weeks ago… coincidence?)
yesterday’s blog about t’shuvah to a jewish publication (a little late,
obviously, but still.)
feet in some places, and have certainly
been watching more Netflix than is good for any one person.
about smallness and scarcity and healing and changing. We’ll talk about, “Do not
go back to sleep.” We’ll talk about the beguiling and insincere safety of being
quiet and small. We’ll talk about the pain and bravery of stepping out of the cage
and the tenacity and audacity it takes to stay out of it.
above actions before. It’s not my first time at this rodeo. But I just feel
different. To quote Elisabeth Gilbert quoting a Balinese healer: “Even in my
underpants, I feel different.”
by years of inaction. I know what it’s like for me to engage in a flurry of
activity and then allow it to languish by my lack of follow-up. I know what
it’s like to abandon myself.
(literally) about my impending transition.
you to be like my wagon train – I need you to lead me away from the ruts. If I
let you know I’m on this path, you can help me stay on it. If I let you know
it’s terribly painful for me to work toward something new, you can hold my hand
and tell me you believe in me.
I know it’s up to my own inner work to be the foundation for a new life. But I
also believe in you, who believes in me, and we cycle one another into our best
selves and our best lives.
professional development course. And I’m the one who needs to continue
looking at alternative work websites – and actually reply – but without you to
cheer me on, without you to help me hold the lantern of faith, this change wouldn’t work.
internally and externally in a way these transitions have never felt. I feel
optimistic and hopeful, giddy and aware.
your help and your heart, I am clarifying the vision of a
future (and present) me who is freer than I’ve ever allowed myself to be.