A few years ago, I was living in the city, working for a huge corporate company. I spent all my time working from 6AM to 6PM and some days, even from 3AM or 4AM. Each day I’d go to work, come home, eat, sleep, and repeat. I was disillusioned; I had fooled myself into believing that I was content with my life. I was making twice as much money as I had been making at my previous employer and had just bought my first car. It seemed like life was moving up for me. Which is fair considering back then my only aspiration was to make the big bucks and have all these fancy things that my heart so desperately desired. Nearly ten years into my career, after holding various jobs working in workshops at retail IT stores (amongst many other jobs completely unrelated to my field of expertise), and gaining little to no valuable work experience, I was finally in an environment where I’d be exposed to advanced technologies that would be worthy of a mention on my resume.
The frequent flyer
I was living the life. I went on business trips flying all over the country, visiting places I’ve never seen before, staying in hotel rooms, and being chauffeured around. This was quite an experience for me because growing up as a child, we never took family vacations. The only time we would travel was when we moved to a different town, which we did quite often up until I was about 13 years old.
In July of 2015, I found out that I was two weeks pregnant with my eldest daughter. This was most easily the happiest day of my life up until that point. I was so young and green, so naive to think that I was ready for this. I thought I had the planning all laid out – everything ready. I had no idea how my life was about to change and just how wrong I was.
To cover the costs of living during my maternity leave, I took out numerous personal loans and credit cards, and they ended up being maxed out before I’d even returned to work three months later. By the time I started working again, things were not the same. I found that I felt unhappy. It was the first time that I’d actually admit that to myself. Having to drop my 3-month-old daughter off at daycare before it was even light outside and then leaving her there to spend 8 to 9 hours every day with strangers, only seeing her for a few hours a day. Every other day she’d come home with some sort of ailment; ear infections, colds and flues, and the sorest nappy rashes you have ever seen. She was not well. To top that off, things drastically changed at work as well. I was no longer able to work 24/7 and was ostracized at every opportunity for choosing my daughter above taking on extra projects at work that would cut into my time with her. The promotions passed me by, the raises passed me by, I was stagnant. It was clear that there was no way I was going to move forward.
I put in a request to start working from home as my job was something that could be done remotely. My request was denied. I put in a request for a transfer down to the coast out of the cities where my child would be healthier. My request was denied. At this stage, things had gotten to the point where I dreaded going to work. The environment was toxic, and I no longer loved my job. My baby girl was constantly ill, and I was drowning in debt. My life was falling apart before my eyes. There was nothing I could do.
A major turning point – one decision I made that changed everything for me. I quit my job and I booked a one-way ticket down to the coast. I left just about everything behind. I had no idea what the next move would be, but I just knew inside my heart that I had to get out. I did not want to get stuck with being unhappy for the rest of my life. Within a few weeks, my daughter was healthy as a horse with not even a dripping nose which she’d lived with for most of her life. I started my own business and finally got my big break a few months after moving away from the city.
The new life
My new lifestyle allows me to work from home, cutting out all travel time and daycare expenses. The freed up time was soon replaced with new responsibilities, though, as soon after we moved down, my youngest daughter was born. Watching her grow up in this environment that is so different from the one her sister was born in to, I feel so relieved that she does not have to get off to such a difficult start in life.
There’s a saying that goes “Everyone wants a little house by the seaside,” and it’s quite easy to imagine why. A 5-minute walk to the beach means that I can take a vacation any time I feel like it. I can take my daughter to go play and run around.
Looking back now and analyzing the events that unfolded and taking into consideration the recent findings of my research and journey for self-awareness, I can’t help but wonder if this was my manifest, the power of the universe, the law of attraction. There’s no other way I can explain my big break.
The law of attraction states, as can be deduced, that what you think you attract. Did I attract positive events to my life after removing myself from a toxic environment and cleansing my mind? Did I manifest the life I wanted and bring it into existence, or was it merely coincidence? Was it my soul connecting with the universe, the high-frequency positive vibes from my shift in mindset having an impact on the physical world? It sure does sound like a bunch of mumbo-jumbo when you read it, and you can’t really think how these ideas can have such a significant impact on your life. Still, I’m starting to feel that there is a deeper connection between us as individuals and the universe as a whole. All we need to do is focus our energy and harness the power of our minds, and we can achieve anything we set our sights on.