I was thinking the other day about when it all started to go wrong...when did my life choices mean that the path I was on went skewiff...
Up until the 23rd December 2011 and since the age of 17, I had not gone more than 2 weeks without one or several jobs. In the last 21 months I have worked the grand total of 6 months. 4 last year and 2 this year!!
Despite applying for every job I know I am capable of doing, (not to mention those that I don't even know that I can), I have yet to be somebody's pick of the crop...
The French quite often call me in out of curiosity due to my name and the interview always goes really well but....I never seem to quite fit the bill.
So, my next step.....going back to the UK is not an option and neither is moving to Canada as it is too far away from my family in the UK and all my friends.
Therefore I have decided that I need to reinvent myself...Jack(a/ess) of all trades needs to become master of something and I'm not just talking about Reiki!
Whilst on my hunt for a stimulating work environment and a regular wage, I have completed and passed my Advanced TEFL (Teaching English as a Foreign Language) course.
I am a qualified Reiki practitioner. I do Hopi Ear candling and emotional therapy.
I am also a 1st Class Administrator (10+ years of experience don't you know) in the automobile, export and perfume industry.
I'm signed up with the local Commissariat as an Interpreter, but have only been called in once, as it would seem the anglophones that come to Lourdes don't have any problems requiring police intervention and/or are extremely well behaved, (either that or they don't get caught doing anything wrong!)
My next step is to get signed up with the Tribunal in Pau.
I've widened my search to the mountains and neighbouring departments but I really don't want to leave the South West. I love it here.
The recent floods in Lourdes ( and a major contributor to my tale of woe) have made me reflect on how the energetic meaning of water is about cleansing and bringing about change....
I don't mind the change. I had already realised that the life I was living was not serving any higher purpose, and was not fulfilling me on every or even any level. The problem is I seem to have lost the paddles to my canoe whilst hurtling towards the rapids at an alarming rate...
Despite all that, I am happy, worried certainly, but still happy and grateful. I live in a beautiful region. I have the most amazing supportive people in my life. The fact that I am not working has allowed me to give my time, to help those that have been affected by the floods, clean up and get back on their feet.
I have food on my table, a roof over my head, running water, (and a kettle to make the water hot) and my cats are happy. What more could anyone ask for?