My dog trainer had a great way of explaining the canine mind. If Mushka, or any other pup, was getting into something she shouldn’t, chewing on a shoe or furniture, it was simply because she was unemployed. Mushka had found a job for herself because I wasn’t providing adequate employment. She had become self-employed.
Today marks the two month anniversary of my departure from Austin, and no adequate work has been offered to me despite all the tricks this girl has performed. So self-employment it is.
The universe has been working me toward this path, or maybe I have been working toward it. Creeping, really. For quite some time. And now I’m seeing more and more nudges and a few downright shoves. Whether these clues are more apparent simply because I’m already seeking is irrelevant. It’s working, just the same.
Like the fortune from my first Chinese at Wang’s. And the sign out my window. I took a photo of it, merely liking its warmly lit radiance on an azure sky, and the cheekiness of its message, winking behind my neighbors’ house. But maybe there’s more to it? I also recently began a modest inquiry into meditation and a more academic study of the branches of yoga. All involve diving into the Self. I digress.
So this is my attempt at self-sufficiency. I am excited and have a ton of nervous energy. Firstly, I need to gather resources (fabric and other textile-y things), develop an efficient production system, and figure out my way around Word Press. It’s still a little foreign. So stay tuned….there will be a logo, product photos, and an Etsy shop in the very near future!
Oh yeah, and the product?! Let’s just say your furry friends will be pleased.