As I mentioned in an earlier post, I got back from a week in Germany on Sunday, November 2nd, 2009. It was a crazy trip as my friend and I discovered that their father had passed away while we were out hiking.
Long ago, I had an experience of the universe being in control of my life. I had had enough of a desk job that involved a lot of overtime and unappreciative employers. I made lots of money but had no time to enjoy it, and didn't have enough of a social life anyway.
One day, I walked into Transitions, a career-change agency. There was exactly ONE spot left for their next class. On an impulse, I took it and gave my notice.
I came out of it with a vague idea of a job, something involving helping people face-to-face. I bounced around and finally landed as a teaching assistant with King George International College for a while. The SARS crisis lost me my job, but shortly after, Drake Medox called me back to be a companion for a while. They specifically needed a male companion for an assignment, and the client had rejected all their existing candidates.
When that assignment finished, I was shortly after picked up by an apartment in downtown Vancouver to be part of their 24/7 concierge team. Not the most glamourous or high-paying job, but the best and most rewarding type of position I've had to date. I was eight years there, and then moved on to an even more interesting position.
I have never forgotten that experience -- of being moved by the universe to where someone needed me and at the right time, and finally landing in a better place -- and in small ways it happened now and again, although at the time I didn't realize it.
The trip to Germany turned out to be another of these "greater plans" that I'll never forget.
More about that tomorrow night.
Long ago, I had an experience of the universe being in control of my life. I had had enough of a desk job that involved a lot of overtime and unappreciative employers. I made lots of money but had no time to enjoy it, and didn't have enough of a social life anyway.
One day, I walked into Transitions, a career-change agency. There was exactly ONE spot left for their next class. On an impulse, I took it and gave my notice.
I came out of it with a vague idea of a job, something involving helping people face-to-face. I bounced around and finally landed as a teaching assistant with King George International College for a while. The SARS crisis lost me my job, but shortly after, Drake Medox called me back to be a companion for a while. They specifically needed a male companion for an assignment, and the client had rejected all their existing candidates.
When that assignment finished, I was shortly after picked up by an apartment in downtown Vancouver to be part of their 24/7 concierge team. Not the most glamourous or high-paying job, but the best and most rewarding type of position I've had to date. I was eight years there, and then moved on to an even more interesting position.
I have never forgotten that experience -- of being moved by the universe to where someone needed me and at the right time, and finally landing in a better place -- and in small ways it happened now and again, although at the time I didn't realize it.
The trip to Germany turned out to be another of these "greater plans" that I'll never forget.
More about that tomorrow night.
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