“In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, but in the expert’s mind there are few.”
I am officially out of retirement from the sober companion field.
A few months ago, it had become very apparent to my expert mind, which thinks in absolute terms, that it was time to move on from this career. I decided to focus on private coaching, pretending that working from home on a regular basis would not bore me to tears. To stop myself from missing the work I’d done for the past year and a half, I focused on everything I didn’t like about it.
“Step three stuff is basking, meditating, praising, getting a massage, relaxing, going to the beach, swimming, taking care of yourself, eating something that’s good, treating yourself well, reaching for thoughts of relief, being easy on yourself, giving yourself the benefit of the doubt, giving somebody else the benefit of the doubt. Put your emphasis on doing step three stuff.” ~Abraham
I have returned from an unexpectedly long hiatus with countless stories to share and as I type these words, I am entirely unsure which one will be recounted first. My absence has been one part business, two parts pleasure, although the connection between the two has never been clearer. So I’ll start at the beginning of my disappearance, which not so coincidentally occurred when my friend Summer arrived on the scene in New York.