When I first got to New York City — the City — I wanted a job with flexibility. Turns out being literate offered some small rewards, one among them being freelance gigs as a proofreader.
Hard to imagine this would be of much value in this world now, where spell check and the ability to scan a document for iterations are built into the top word processing programs.
To get the freelance gigs one had to join a temp agency. To do that one had to take a test. To get to that point one had to ask around for the best agencies and decide which ones to approach first. To get in the door you had to walk through.
I had to take steps.
And this was for a barely desired job.
It’s the same with any desired thing. I forget this! There are steps in the rough direction of anything I’ve planted in my mind.
It’s so simple, why do I forget it? That the best way to anything is to simply take the first of several hesitant steps in what I think is the right direction.
After that, cues will guide me. The negative ones flash and say Uh, this isn’t working. And the positive Come hither further ones blink a joyful note when a route is promising.
The cues are pretty direct. They lead further or they don’t.
. . . . .
The best way to find your way
is to step, however haltingly,
toward the experience you wish to inhabit.
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