Student Number

Ah, the student number. I have one now. I have quit my job and replaced it with a student number. This, my friends, is what I think I have been searching for the courage to do for a long time. This, my readers, Is why I now believe I have been so conflicted and resistant to working.

There is a season for everything. Right now, 'tis the season to learn.

I want to be a designer. A designer of many things, but mostly a Communication Designer. I want to be like my boyfriend. Oh god, is that wierd? I don't care. I love to help him with his projects, I love to learn the theory and see it applied and embody an energy of a person or company or message in color and visuals and word and movement and...well, like theatre. It is like still life theatre - except people pay you really well.

And I will keep taking my Real Estate course. Something tells me that RE may still play a part in my life and that getting this course under my belt would be a smart move. Not that it is an enjoyable thing to study being that is primarily Math and Law. But it feels good to stretch my brain in ways I haven't been asked to since high school. Yes, learning all these new things feels like stretching out after being locked in a tight litttle box for years. If feels goooooooood. So, learning it is. Classes at Emily Carr leading to potentially a full time degree program next fall (big decision, i know), Science of Mind classes start this Tuesday, my Real Estate course and different projects worked on with Jo which are probably by largest source of learning. Plus, there is my life coaching sessions which is basically learning about ME. Lots of learning. Learning, learning, learning.

Now, not completely sure where the income part comes in. I have enjoyed my Vancouver experience of having money to spend, not fretting over my account balance and a general feeling of abundance. I don't want to lose that. If I am not working a job job, then my income needs to come from something else. What else? Hmmmmmm. Still sitting with that one. I suppose I could just be in faith that all I am going to need will be supplied to me and that I will be taken care of by the universe. Follow your heart and the money will follow kind of thing...I am determined not to let money fears guide my choices. For now, I am safe, fed, and sheltered. We will stay in the Now.

Just as I typed the words "We will stay in the Now" the sun burst though our perpetual grey Vancouver sky. Interesting.

I'll take that as a Yes.