A Cozy Life Career Change Called…Here’s What it Said
Do you ever wish that work didn’t feel like a constant slog, a daily struggle to swim upstream? Yeah, me too.
What if what we’re meant to do is actually easy for us? Would that be crazy?
What if the gifts we have, the skills, the life experience, the knowledge, the things we are deeply passionate about and the things that delight us are all leading us to what we’re meant to do? But we’re just too scared to be open to it?
What if working for someone else, in a job we hate, is really just us dimming our light and settling for less than we deserve?
Find your thing. Find one thing that you already do and love and can feel resonate in your heart like a fluttering little bird that sings life-giving melodies. Then let yourself believe you can do it.
Believe that you doing that one thing has immense value in this world. Believe that you can support yourself and your family with this thing, whatever yours is. We need your vision and voice.
Believe that the reason you’re good at it, the reason you enjoy it, and the reason it’s such a part of you is because you are supposed to DO it. It’s your offering to the world.
It’s your place in the cosmos and in your little corner of the world. It’s where your most authentic self meets others, however they show up. It’s your connection point and your compass. It’s meant for you.
Why do I wax poetic about this? Because I think that one of the biggest reasons we are, as a society, generally sickly, sad, disconnected, and stressed is because we’ve bought into the lie that the only way to live and make ends meet is to go to a job we hate. The lie that we have to struggle is a deeply rooted cultural norm that most of us have internalized.
I’m choosing to believe that we can build a life around who we are, doing what we’re meant to do.
If you’re in a job you don’t like, you’re probably really annoyed with me right now but that’s because you’ve bought into that lie, this norm. Don’t think I don’t know that feeling. I know it well. I spent about 25 years job hopping, retraining, and trying every career and job I could think of to find one that fit me.
I tried a LOT of jobs. Baker’s apprentice, pastry chef, line cook, antique store clerk, waitress, bartender, office assistant, nurse, yoga teacher, massage therapist, esthetician, hair stylist, and more. Most, but not all of them felt like forcing my feet into shoes that were two sizes too small and going for a hike. Truly awful.
I also spent a large portion of my adult life feeling physically and mentally horrible. Everything stressed me out. There were years of depression, anxiety, digestive issues, emotional eating, and self-medicating just to cope. But…
You know what helped?
Tarot.
That’s right. Tarot cards helped. They were a little break from the norm. They gave me an opportunity to slow down, to breathe, to have an internal dialogue with another part of myself. They also gave me a connection point to tap into my spiritual side and hear clear messages from the other side.
Tarot is uniquely good at showing you things you aren’t facing up to, parts of your life that need attention, and things to look forward to. There is always hope in a tarot card spread. Always.
It sounds silly, delusional even, to think that a deck of 78 cards with pictures on them can be a thread of grace through a life, but it’s the truth.
And maybe it’s delusional to think that I can create a sustainable, life-supporting business with just a deck of cards and a desire for both of us to get more out of life…but I’m a big believer in delusion being a superpower.
I mean, here are just a few things that were delusional but actually happened to me. And each time, tarot cards were somewhere in the mix.
Some Moments in My Life When Tarot Helped Me
- I made the move away from a small town life I hated to a city life I dreamed of at 18
- I left a bad relationship and navigated single motherhood
- I listened to the guidance of a tarot reader & met the love of my life
- I went back to school, more than once, and finished a couple of diplomas & degrees
- I listened to the guidance of my soul and Universe & decided to offer readings to others
Tarot was a thread of grace in my life, whether I read for myself, for others, or sought out tarot readers and mediums for myself. Looking all the way back to when I picked up my first deck, even before that, I always felt like I was supposed to choose Tarot as a profession. I just couldn’t quite accept it. Fear held me back. After all, work was always going to feel like a struggle, right?
A funny thing happens when you let go of lie that you have to struggle, you start seeing what it might look like to live in ease. Right in front of your eyes you get little glimpses of possibilities. You see opportunities. And even though you can only see a step or sometimes two steps in front of you, the path feels good, softer, lighter, more joyful.
So, now, in the second half of my life, I choose to pick up the deck and help others.
And each time I read the cards, it feels a little revolutionary, like an act of rebellion by choosing ease and flow and awareness.
I feel weight drop from my shoulders and softness fill my belly. I feel like I’ve stepped into comfy Uggs, opened a door, and I get to wrap a cozy blanket around the shoulders of another woman who has been out in the cold for too long.
It’s a privilege to share insights over a cup of tea and a deck of cards.
And when I open up possibilities for you, then it’s your opportunity to take a leap of faith and follow your path of flow and ease.
Maybe your path is Tarot too? Maybe it’s something else? Whichever way you go, I wish you the courage and fortitude to meet fear at the doorway and walk right past her. The whole Universe is behind those who are willing to find their flow.