I was one of those kids that had big dreams. I went through a broad spectrum of jobs I’d love to have. My imagination was endless. It started with Mom and continued through Archaeologist, Gardner, Teacher, Writer, Singer, Chef, and even ventured through the realms of Forensic Investigatior and Vet. I imagined each of these in the most idealistic way.
As an archeologist, I’d spend my days in Rome, Greece or South America unearthing ancient civilizations.
I’d create garden masterpieces with my glorious arrays of colorful flowers, fruits and vegetables.
I’d mold minds and create a passion for trying and learning how to step outside of your comfort zone.
I’d spill secrets of my own imagination onto pages and share the power of books with everyone through my “magnetic ” writing prowess.
I’d sing my heart out in a voice of self-worth and values of integrity, honesty and forgiveness. I wouldn’t sell much but I would fulfill a passion.
If you stepped into my kitchen you’d feel the warmth and comfort of well-loved recipes that are healthy and crafted with whole foods from that garden masterpiece we heard about earlier. In my imagination I’d open a little shop near a beach and sell soups, sandwhiches and delicious pastries.
As I grew up I saw the flaws of being human and what hate could do to humanity and my focus turned to stopping even just a little of that with the use of forensics and DNA. Isn’t it amazing how much knowledge we share in our DNA?
My magnetic draw towards living creatures extended to all animals and how to help them thrive in a cruel unforgiving world.
Of course I can’t blame my disease for completely destroying my dreams, but it did take a part in the ending of more than one.
I think in general by boxing yourself into a specific category or “job” and never exploring the various other avenues you dreamt of as a child you limit your capacity for joy and understanding.
Walking through the world of different opportunities allows our minds to be always learning and always expanding, which IN MY CASE (not all)… dismisses stagnation and creates s smaller likelihood of depression.
I guess that means my answer is this. “Job tester” a new category in itself I’d love to explore working in various fields and expanding my knowledge in the world of self-discovery. I may find I want nothing to do with any of these possibilities or my joy of learning new things may return as I dig in deep and experience fully each opportunity.








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