The power of intention is real, my friends.
I’ve recognized it for most of my life.
As far back as middle school, friends would often comment about how things ‘just happen’ for me. Coincidences appeared too often for me to believe them random.
I didn’t know what it was called back then – manifestation, law of attraction, I just knew that it worked.
Not always in the way I’d imagined, but fate seemed to play a big part in my life.
I remember sitting at the dinner table with my family when I was just starting high school.
My sister said something like ‘you’d better get used to it, you’ll be there for 5 years’. (Back then, where I grew up there was a grade 13 if you planned to attend University).
I declared that I would only be at my high school for 4 years, because I would be going to Spain as an exchange student for one of them.
They laughed at me.
We weren’t part of a service organization and we certainly didn’t have the money to jet off to a foreign land to study.
But, lo and behold, I won a scholarship for a yearlong exchange anywhere in the world I wanted to go for my Grade 12 year.
Spain was replaced with Switzerland, but the outcome was the same.
Manifestation at its finest.
So, when I decided to get fired from my job, I put the intention out to the universe but also made some plans in the background.
I wouldn’t do anything illegal and wanted to leave my employer on good terms, so I had to leave the details up to the Universe.
I had worked at my company for 15 years.
I held many different roles and knew a little about a lot of things. I knew the people well and liked them. We were all just doing our best.
But the endless red tape and politics to manoeuvre in order to achieve anything at all were exhausting to me.
I was ready for something new, where I would be in charge of my own destiny.
But I was afraid.
The security of a job was comfortable. I knew when and how much I would be paid. My children and I had benefits. I had a daily routine.
I was waiting for a sign that the time had come to leave. It would have been irresponsible to simply quit without a fall back plan. And I was very responsible.
I was also unsure in which direction I wanted my life to go, so I enlisted the help of Life Coach Bill.
I had done a lot of therapy to get through the country song times, but now it was time to design the life I wanted.
The options were overwhelming and Bill helped me narrow things down and focus on what I truly wanted vs what was expected of me. Bill’s methods were centred around the Law of Attraction. He was my kind of people.
I had been renting my sunny duplex for about a year when I decided it was time to buy a house.
I wanted a place that I could put my stamp on, a more settled home for the boys and I.
I reached out to my realtor who I’d worked with in the past.
He is a no nonsense kind of guy and took me under his wing.
We looked at house after house and he’d walk in and declare “we’re not buying this place” and we’d move on to the next one.
I wanted something small. I didn’t have or want a lot of ‘stuff’ and since I was so busy all the time, the last thing I wanted to do was clean a big house on my downtime.
I also wanted a rental suite so I could use my home to make some money.
It was time to diversify from my corporate job as my sole source of income.
We found just the place. Only 750 metres from my duplex, in a neighborhood I loved, we hit the jackpot.
It was the cute house I’d always pictured myself in. My room/office/ensuite (complete with claw foot tub – my happy place) took up the entire attic. The main floor was the boys bedroom and bathroom, kitchen, and living room. The basement I turned into a play area for the boys to hang out.
The best part however was the 1 bedroom apartment at the back of the house. I had been hesitant to look at places with a basement rental suite because I know how stompy my kids can be.
This suite, though, was sunny and completely self contained.
I’ll write another post down the road to describe my adventures in AirBnb land…
The summer before I bought the house was extremely busy. I had traveled nonstop for work and pleasure, making the most of the times when the boys were visiting family.
There was also a lot going on at work and I ventured into the world of online dating (wait for that post…).
Even though my master plan was to get fired, I wanted to take full advantage of all the benefits my job afforded me.
One of these benefits was professional development. I had a certification to maintain and needed so many hours of continuing education to keep it.
I found a Tony Robbins seminar that would be in Calgary and talked my boss into paying for it.
She liked the idea and we brought most of my team. The seminar was a full morning of motivational speakers from all walks of life. Some had written books that I had read, others just had interesting stories.
There was one speaker who taught people how simple it was to take control of one’s own finances by investing in the stock market.
He was offering a 3 day course in 6 weeks time to teach everyday people like me how to do just that.
On a whim, I signed up for the course and asked a friend who had always been interested in investing if she would attend with me.
It’s a good thing I invited her - I would have cancelled at the last minute.
I got the keys to my new house the day before the course and my mind was not ready to absorb something else. But we persevered.
The 3 days were gruelling. It was interesting information, but it was a LOT of information.
I left the course feeling hopeful but overwhelmed.
On the last day of the course, we were each handed a ‘promise card’ where we had to record what our intention was for the knowledge we now possessed.
Some people wrote that they wanted to make a million dollars in 5 years.
For me, it wasn’t about a dollar figure. It was freedom I craved.
When I got back to town and started moving into my house, I promptly forgot to do the practice exercises I had promised to do, but I did post my promise card to my bathroom mirror where I would see it everyday.
I was on the road for work and taking courses to advance my career on the weekends.
The kids were back in school and it was all I could do to keep the three of us fed and in clean clothes. There was no brain power for anything else.
Then, in September 2019, the Universe pushed me down the stairs and everything changed.
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