Yes, this morning’s walk still required snowshoes to navigate the knee-deep snow.
Yet, I am here to tell you– I feel the end of winter. I feel it.
Two really good connections last night. One was in a thai restaurant with a friend I hadn’t seen in months with lots of catching up and (as usual) lots of creative projects percolating. The other was on the phone with a friend I had just seen in New York who wanted to do some manifesting with me.
I was so honored and bonus?–> working with Bella got my own wheels turning on setting some intentions for myself. It’s so odd how we can joyfully and easily support one another and still have trouble taking our own advice.
For example, I was sharing with Bella how the key is to stay open and remove obstacles to what we want. And in the NEXT breath– as I tell her how much I need an administrative assistant and she begins exploring the possibilities with me– I shoot down each one with a series of
“oh that won’t work cause . . .”
“oh that won’t happen cause . . .”
Insert– all the excuses cum OBSTACLES I put in the way!!
Inspired by Bella, I sat down this morning and sent out the following to our local message board:
Job posting – admin assistant
Seeking experienced administrative assistant with strong secretarial skills for part-time position in (town name) office.
If you are interested and are:
An excellent typist
Fluent in Microsoft Office Suite, particularly Excel
Detail oriented and highly organized
send letter of inquiry to (my email)
So– if you would like to hold this intention for me– that a wonderful assistant manifests easily and quickly– I would be so grateful.
Basically, I want a clone of Forrest– he is the BEST help ever, but is off wasting his time getting a college degree instead of spending the prime of his life sequestered in a remote office far away from civilization and frat parties– but you know, whatever. I’m sure he has his reasons for choosing college over me.
Oh and hey– did you all see Bea’s write up of her recent trip to Ireland? Honestly, that woman is pure inspiration.
Oh Spring, you can’t fool me. I know you are hovering and just about to swoop in to give us the first great big, soft & wet hug of the season and cover me in your muddy earth goodness.
I can hardly wait.