I was originally going to name this, "When one door closes, another opens." But then I realized, the door never closes... There isnt even a door. To even think that we are inside something that would have walls, a ceiling and doors, is restricting. I want to move, I want to dance, I want to spread out and stretch. I don't want to bang my hands into the walls, or stand up and hit my head on the ceiling, nor do I want to break my nose when the "door closes" in my face.... So I'll stop using that cliche phrase. Instead let just say, the journey is continuous, and your setting, environment and your position in relation to your surroundings are in constant state of transformation, and progress. Even when we think we are moving backwards, we are moving forwards, growing, changing, bla bla.... Alright- I'll cut the gaga now. My parents would call it, Unemployed. I'll call it, SELF-emlpoyed. I spent the last year or so working for a big coorporation that I'm no longer working for. To keep the employees feeling some sense of false power within the corporation, they worded it like, YOU are an "Entrepreneur..... under OUR umbrella." Um, Sorry- not sorry but Im not sure I can see the sky when I'm underneath an umbrella, and I'm not so sure I can spread my wings either. And how am I my own entrepreneur if they are making decisions? Well, I stepped out from under the umbrella. And yes, I can feel the rain, and yes it's a bit uncomfortable, certainly not as "secure" as under the umbrella felt. (Financially that is, OH and safe from harsh parental-type judgement.) But like I've always believed, magic happens OUTSIDE the comfort zone. Or in my case, Out from under the umbrella, Or in grandma's terms, unemployed? LET THE MAGIC BEGIN BABY! This will be a test, or a practice of my own faith, my own motivation, inspiration, the pain and pleasure in following my fantasies, DIVING DEEP, and learning to follow my own INNER GPS- instead of follow commands! Best of all, learning to dance in the rain, and not just get wet ;) There is no damn door, and fo-sho it never closed.