I had a quiet day today at home. The only thing I did was hang out with my son in the morning and go to the gym(and pulled a muscle on my lower back!). It was a beautiful sunny day and normally on a Sunday, I would probably go to the beach. Instead, I simply read a book and took a nice long nap. There is always the pull of spending time for my dreams – writing my book and editing more chapters. Instead it was a day of not thinking, just being.
I was looking at some of the videos I did a year ago during my meltdown. I was ever so optimistic of working as a realtor in the foreclosure business. Now I don’t want to even think of the word. At that time, I thought it was the best niche in the real estate business to make solid income. Good thing, I continued plan B at night – my projects.
Because I spent so much time in putting all those videos on You Tube, it has become a time capsule for me to remember my original intent. I can’t just drop the ball and say forget it. The story of the book I want to eventually publish is not so present in my mind as it was last year. It is in draft form in a manuscript. I haven’t even looked at it since January and I suspect more chapters need to be added.
Now observing everything that has happened to me in 2009, I see that my current reality is getting closer to my dream. My social media work blends in with what I want to eventually do for my own publishing. So somehow, holding on to my dream has presented opportunities for income that I couldn’t conceive last December.
Two weeks ago, I tweeted that I had thrown away most of my real estate files. When my best friend saw this, she replied Why? I responded that I was burnt out from real estate. She then called me on the phone and said that real estate is the only business right now where I can get a chunk of commission. And besides, she added, “You have all that knowledge of the business. By tweeting that, you are sending a message to the Universe of not receiving any more real estate work.” Yes, it’s true. But the effort to make a commission in real estate is enormous. And plus there is the uncertainty of whether a deal that I work on for months will even close.
My mind this year has been on a constant focus for various back up plans. I am greatful for the opportunity my neighbor gave me to sell her house in August. I put a lot of attention to get it sold these past two months because I love the house and the warmth I see in their family. I don’t know if it will be my last real estate deal. It is under contract right now and tomorrow are the inspections.
What if the Universe gave me this real estate deal as gift to get my book to an editor and to give me time to work on my projects. Sure, I can push to get more real estate deals because I am good at it and possibly make more money. But it’s not about money. It’s about pursuing my passion. If more real estate deals come my way, I will evaluate it and feel it out. At least, I have some stability and certainty with a job now.
Yes, real estate is turning around. Have we hit bottom yet? Possibly. All I know is that my life is moving and turning around in many new directions that are promising because of my dreams. No matter what I do, I know that I love to inspire people and share joy and happiness. If I keep that thought constantly present, I can be confident that I will only be where my heart leads me. My dreams might take me longer than expected, but at least my heart is with me the whole way there. That is the truest certainty I hold at the moment.