Finally!

When you were a kid and people asked you, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" how did you respond? Do you even remember? And here's the bigger question; are you doing that now that you are grown up?

I remember three distinct times that this question popped into my life. Once I said I wanted to join the Air Force and become a fighter pilot. I changed my mind on that when my mother informed me that in that line of work, I might end up killing people. I did not like that idea; not one bit. No sir. Another time I decided I wanted to be an orthodontist. When I found out that I'd actually have to stick my hands in people's mouths I was a little grossed out. I totally nixed that idea when I learned how long I would have to go to school. At that time in my life I didn't want anything to do with school.

Later I decided I wanted to be a psychologist. I remember that my step-sister was studying psychology in college and my mother and step-dad were very concerned because they didn't think she'd ever get a job with that kind of degree. In fact, after she graduated, she moved to Los Angeles and ended up working at Pier One or something. We lost touch after my step-father died and I don't' know if she ever got a job in her field.

Here's the thing with all that; I was thinking about fulfilling my dreams. I was contemplating how everything in my life has brought me to where I am in my career. Every job I've ever had, every mentor that ever taught me anything, every experience with a supervisor or a customer that I've ever had; all of that has prepared me for what I'm doing right now in my career. On top of that evaluating and contemplating, I‘ve been thinking about manifesting what I really, really want in life; the thing that would make me the happiest.  I got to thinking about the question I posed above and what I wanted to do when I grew up and it all came back to me; not in a rush, but in a calm soothing way. It came over me like a cool breeze on a warm Florida day and I felt the same sense of relief in my soul that a breeze like that delivers to the skin.

I started school four weeks ago and I'm studying psychology. For now, I'm going for a second BS, and anticipate continuing to the mater's level. Who knows; maybe even doctoral? I just found that I absolutely love it and I'm thrilled to be learning something I really love. I'm excited to read the text book and I'm even reading unassigned sections. I'm browsing the web for even more info. Again, I'm just so happy to have finally found something I really, really love. I've wondered for a lifetime from topic to topic and even though I've enjoyed some things, I've never felt this excited about anything.