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I've got this project. I've labored. I've studied. I've planned. I've examined. I've tested. I've invested. I've consulted. I've designed. I've mapped. I've compared. I've assembled. I've organized. I've prepared. I've I've I've ad nauseum.
There's a moment described in the works of Carlos Castaneda (The Teachings of Don Pablo) and in the works of many other masters of living large where one, of necessity, must take that last step. The letting go. The leap of faith. The moment of "If I'm not falling then I'm flying."
I'm so there.
I find that moment both calming but also strangely exhilarating. The only reason to delay the "leap" is to savour the feeling a little longer.
I would wish you good luck - but I don't think you even need it!
I soooo look forward to that feeling - somebody push me off so I can fly :o))
Good luck, Webwork, hannamyluv, freshfish and donovanh.
(As the gnome says to Alice in American McGee's Alice.)
[edited by: troels_nybo_nielsen at 1:40 pm (utc) on Mar. 4, 2005]
After consulting with my gal, looking at the state of the mortgage, completely failing to sleep for thinking about it...
I accepted a job with a pretty massive paycut, horribly long hours, unbelievable challenges (many are likely to prove totally insurmountable), virtually no perks...
I put my consulting on hold took a full time gig for an NGO
For the first time in my life, I look forward to going into work.
You ever have your 'nose up against it'? Face your fears? Take the plunge?
Yep, yep, and yep.
The last time was 5 or 6 years ago, when I decided the hallowed halls of corporate america were more than I was willing to bear. Months and months of convincing myself I would be better off without a job - without a mailbox full of bills every month - without all the trappings of success. Finally, the big day arrived - I had enough - and all my planning went into motion. I was so scared I almost took a drink that day.