Sometimes All You Have To Do

Sounds like an advertisement, doesn’t it?  However, it’s true.  If you want something, all you have to do is go for it.

I did that recently.  Silly thing is, I didn’t realize at the time that I was going for it.  Hmmm, I should probably backtrack.

Until March, 2008 I had Dancing Beads in the Main Street Market in downtown Medford.  I’d been there for 13 years, and when I closed, I was tired…really tired.  It was time for a change, so I just did it.

My plans were to go to school and pursue computer science, and digital media.  Instead, I took a job.  In retrospect, I wish I’d gone to school.  I guess one could call it a case of not just doing it.

While working, and after leaving the job, I found myself missing my old life.  The things I thought I wouldn’t miss, I missed the most.  I worked from home designing and publishing websites, and I still missed my old life.

I also became quite undisciplined with my time.  I’d work for 20 minutes, then surf the interwebz for two or three hours.  Then I’d work for an hour, play with the cat for awhile, do laundry, and before I knew it… the day was gone.

In June I wondered if my lack of focus was because I was lonely.  I decided it was time to shake it up.  On Craigslist, I found an office space a few blocks from my house with affordable rent.  I was off and dreaming.

One Sunday morning, after walking to the coffee shop, my sweetie and I were heading home.  We happened to be passing the building with the office I was interested in renting, and noticed a car in the parking lot.  On a whim, I decided to try the front door.  It was unlocked, so I walked right in.

Jeff was behind me, telling me I shouldn’t be going into the building.  Imagine his dismay when I not only went into the building, but also tried the door to another suite that was available.

The Universe was guiding me that morning because the door was also unlocked.

I stepped into a softly lit room with magnificent wood floors, a fireplace, great french doors, and an amazing sun room.  While standing in the middle of the space, I opened my heart, and listened to the message that came pouring into the space I’d created.

“You’ve found your bead shop” was what I heard.  Until that moment, I hadn’t realized I’d been looking for it.

Three days later I had a lease.  Two months later, on August 17th, I quietly opened the doors to the new Dancing Beads.

Life came full circle this summer… and all it took was just doing it!