The Sublime Passage

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?
Marianne Williamson
A Return to Love

For months I’ve been working on launching the website for my consulting work. It is still semi-completed.

I originally planned to have it done before I started consulting in January,  but in all the hectic chaos of finishing up the last few months at my job it was impossible to find time.

Then I went away for a month to spend time with my family. My intentions to have it up in the first few weeks after my return had to be temporarily shelved when I returned from vacation to a flooded house and being temporarily homeless.

Another month was dedicated to finding a new place to live and salvaging my stuff.

Then I was moving in and organizing myself.

Then I started working. I was suddenly inundated by new clients and projects and I didn’t have time to work on it.

The past few weeks I’ve worked on it quite a bit, but I’ve been vacillating over design themes and colors and layouts and wording.

Yesterday one of my clients asked me for resume.  I haven’t updated it since the last time I interviewed for a job several years ago.

My heart sank as I pulled up the last version I could find and began to revise it. Read more

I’ve heard many spiritual teachers say that love is the key to success in business.  I love the idea that no matter what type of work we do, the only real job we have is to love people.

When I first moved to my new house several months ago, I was unfamiliar with the area. I didn’t have any preferences in terms of the businesses I frequent. I didn’t have a favorite place to get coffee or buy groceries. I made my decisions about where to go based on convenience.

This was true each time I needed to put gas in my car. I’d stop wherever was closest and had the best price.

Several weeks ago I stopped at a tiny gas station which is about 5 minutes from my house.  It’s in the opposite direction of the route I normally take when I go to work, but that day I happened to be near it so I stopped. Read more