A couple weeks ago, I had this idea to look for freelance writing and editing work online. I did a preliminary search of the opportunities in this area and found a couple sites that looked worth signing up for. I decided to get my Puppies Interrupted proposal done before I went further.
So yesterday, Tim and I had an incredible day celebrating the 9th anniversary of the day he arrived in my town and moved in with me. I had no trouble feeling good all day—it was a pure feel-great day!
I got up this morning feeling energized and upbeat. Ducky and I had a great walk by the bay (more on that in a second). I came home and went to work signing up for the sites.
I’ve been signing up for sites and looking for jobs for three hours now, and I don’t feel good at all.
I’m trying to find a way to feel good about this, but at the moment, having an oh-boy-I’m-a-published-author-who-has-worked-her-tail-off-to-create-financial-and-creative-success-and-now-I-have-to-scrounge-for-a-job-woo-hoo feeling is basically beyond me.
Today’s Abraham quote included this:
“We would never move forward in the face of negative emotion.”
I have a container-ship-load of negative emotion right now. Moving forward with my job search, therefore, is counterproductive.
I started this freelance search with enthusiasm for the idea of bringing in some regular income working at home doing what I love to do and am good at (i.e., writing). But the more I’ve searched, the worse I’ve felt. Most of the work I’ve found isn’t work I feel excited about. The process of applying for it is lengthy and time-consuming.
I want to write my own books.
I want to sell the ones I’ve written.
I want to be free to choose my projects.
Wah, wah, wah.
NI, NI, NI.
I feel discouraged, frustrated, angry, and sad. Yuck
I feel ashamed and embarrassed that after all I’ve accomplished in my field, I’m going after work I don’t even want just to survive financially.
I KNOW there’s a better way to look at this.
Abraham has this upstream/downstream analogy about life: when you let go of the oars and flow downstream (i.e. feel good, thereby aligning with your inner self), you easily float to all you desire; when you row hard upstream (work, struggle and feel bad in the process), you’re moving away from what you desire.
My boat is definitely headed upstream right now.
So, because the negative emotion isn’t helping me with the process of applying for these jobs, and because the negative emotion DEFINITELY goes against the spirit of my feel-good experiment, I stopped what I was doing so I could write this post.
I stopped to think about something that feels good.
Enter my tried and true heroine of all-that-feels-good: Ducky.
This morning, the wind was blowing about 20 m.p.h. on the beach. It was cold and foggy, and the tide was coming in. Ducky had a blast chasing sandpipers, seagulls, and crows. She also went after whatever was blowing across the sand.
Today’s offerings included bits of seaweed, pieces of crab shell, and chunks of Styrofoam (from floats). All were equally fascinating to Miss Ducky.
Watching her chase that stuff is a riot. She races after it and pounces on it. Most of the time, the wind whisks away her prize before she can claim it. She sees it continuing on its mad journey down the beach and she races after it again. Run. Pounce. Wag tail. Run. Pounce. Wag tail. From time to time, she captures what she wants. She usually eats it (no matter what it is), then wags her tail and starts the process again.
Ducky is my feel-good guru. Not only does she make me smile, she shows me the process of going after what I want.
Following Ducky’s method is a good idea: You go after it (align with it), feeling good along the way. If it gets away, you go after it some more, still feeling good. When you get it, you feel good. When you’re trying to get it, you feel good. It’s all about feeling good.
Ducky isn’t as interested in the capture as she is the chase.
That’s the secret of feeling good. If we can feel good along the way to what we want, more of what we want will come.
I know this. So feeling bad about these jobs isn’t an option.
I have to see it as a game or a challenge or not do it at all.
What I really want (the lottery, the book sales, the freedom to do what I want) is coming—BUT it will only come if I line up with it. Feeling lousy while applying for writing jobs is not helping me.
So I choose to feel better. And I do.
Thanks, Ducky. You did it again.
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