Lesson in the Law of Attraction (#1)

In 1991, my (now ex) husband expressed a desire to go to college full-time. He had entered the workforce right after high school, going into banking and taking a few college courses in accounting here and there at a local campus. But at some point he realized that banking and accounting really weren’t for him and he decided he wanted to enroll full-time in a telecommunications program at a campus three hours from where we lived at the time.

Knowing we were going to be moving, and respecting his desire not to work while he was in school, I threw myself into a long-distance job search around the east-central Indiana town where the university was located. I did everything I could think of to get my foot in the door at one of the advertising agencies or large manufacturing companies in the town, but soon realized I was going to have to expand my search to the Indianapolis area, an hour away from the university.

Months passed without a nibble and our moving day was fast approaching. My search got wider and wider, as the prospect of moving with me jobless had the panic rising in me. I started answering ads for anything and everything that touched on my skills, feeling more and more desperate.

Eventually, driven by pure desperation for ANY job doing ANYTHING, I landed a job as (of all things) a graphic designer for a catalog at a mom-and-pop restaurant supply company located an hour and a half from the campus. The commute was miserable and the work was dull, but it was a job.

I slogged through it for a month or so before I really started to notice the feeling of the place…People were constantly on edge, especially when the owner was in the office. I hid in my office as much as possible, but one day happened to be walking through the sales department when the owner burst out of his office and verbally attacked one of the salesmen with a barrage of four-letter words and threats. I thought he was just having a bad day, but then it happened again and again and again. I knew it was only a matter of time before I would be on the receiving end, as the company was banking on a new and improved catalog to boost flagging sales.

I started to look for another job. One day, the owner’s friend who was serving as a business consultant to the company, happened to catch me looking at the want-ads in the break room…A week later I was let go by the owner’s wife who expressed her disappointment in my lack of loyalty.

Once I got past the shame of being fired, I realized how relieved I was to never have to make that horrible drive, do that horrible work and face that horrible environment ever again. I relaxed, even though I did not relish the idea of being unemployed. I was feeling unreasonably optimistic and open to opportunity.

One week later, I was offered a job in communications and marketing at a community college located just south of the university my husband was attending. My commute was 15 minutes, and my boss a laid-back former art teacher.

Looking back, I realize that this entire episode was a lesson in the law of attraction. In the case of my initial job search, desperate is as desperate does. The panic and desperation of my initial search lead me to find a place that gave me back more of that energy and then some.

Being released from the vortex of that desperate and painful energy freed me to attract something more desirable into my life. At the time, I didn’t quite grasp what had happened, as I had not yet learned the power of the law of attraction, I simply believed that I was lucky.

But now, as I walk my new career path, I understand full well the power of intention, positivity and authenticity in helping to create and attract the work I want to do. Further, I vow not to be driven in my business by desperation, in myself or others, but instead to stay optimistic and open to opportunity.

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