Peeing in the sink. This confirms you can find anything on-line. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) It was awfully humiliating, but luckily it’s not what you think. In my last post, I described how my intuition helps me out in the form of recurring dreams. This peeing incident was just a different recurring theme making its rounds in my head. From plane crashes to climbing down steep mountainsides, these dreams always have a message to deliver to me. Once I get the message and act on it, the dreams move on. I’m afraid that things are getting even freakier than plane crashes...
Have you ever had that dream where you see a plane crash? Or you’re sitting on a toilet peeing, only to wake in a panic, hoping you didn’t wet your bed? If so, don’t freak out! It doesn’t mean you need to cancel your trip to Mexico next month or that you need to start wearing Depends to bed. Believe it or not, dreams might be your body’s way of trying to get your attention. Throughout my career transition, I learned to use my dreams as tools, and it became extremely effective (and fascinating, I might add.) This was my...
I know, I know… my last post was pretty self-indulgent. I mean, most people can’t relate to such specific tales of bosses being hypocrites that have strict payment policies when they don’t have the courtesy to pay their own bills. Or bosses who manipulate and lie to their staff in order to control them. Or bosses that are too stupid to recognize that you are there to help their business, not compete with them. As an associate my role in the dental office was always unique. I was sort of a boss and sort of not. So when it was convenient...
Remember those quizzes from Seventeen magazine? Seventeen (magazine) (Photo credit: Wikipedia) While my values and morals were taking shape during my teenage years, these quizzes helped guide me to make important life decisions. When my high school crush started dating my best friend, I still wondered: Is He More Than Just a Friend? (I needed to be sure he didn’t like me.) When word got out that my friend’s parents were out of town for the weekend, I needed to be prepared and know: What’s Your Party Personality? (Just took this, and I happen to be the Perfect Party Personality!!!!) ...
At first glance, reading the history of how tumultuous my relationship was with dentistry, it might appear that I am placing all of the blame on bad jobs, mean bosses, or difficult patients. But those are just details. The fact is that I am responsible for how this all ended up. I had a choice. (more…)
One or two of you might be wondering where I’ve been the past few weeks. I had a chance to do what I love doing most. Visit new cities… Prague Celebrate love and life with old friends… Lusi and Andrew’s Wedding And splurge on yummy foods I probably shouldn’t eat… Verona, Italy I’ll have more on that later, but first, I have some unfinished business here. You’re probably dying to know about this coming out business, right? (more…)
Finally! I could see the light at the end of my career tunnel! The depressed feelings dissolved, and a fresh hope blanketed over me. I was very lucky to rely on the stability of the dental practice while I started building the new weight loss practice. Keeping my old job while starting a new one was the combination that worked for me. I never would have felt comfortable quitting my job without having something else lined up. I’m not that adventurous. Luckily, I didn’t have to jump off the cliff into an unknown abyss. (Photo credit: ccheviron) (more…)
Changing my approach and attitude about the new career search took the edge off. There was less pressure to get myself somewhere. Under pressure. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Then the opportunity I was looking for fell into my lap. I just didn’t know it yet. I’ll admit, sometimes I’m a little slow. Here’s what happened: One day my husband had received a call from an old chiropractor friend of his who he knew well and trusted a lot. He wanted to introduce Nick to a weight loss program he had successfully been using for himself and for his patients throughout the...
In my search for change, the Paradise Hunter contest was THE turning point for me. When it ended, I felt different, empowered to keep working to move forward. Having this blog helped me get through the tough days (which was everyday by this point in my career) because I had something else to focus on. I wasn’t defined by being a dentist. Blogging provided the missing link for me to feel whole through all of this. It not only gave me the creative outlet I was craving, but it also gave me a voice. I had shut that voice down...
With this new project of mine, I found a new diversion obsession. I spent my time brainstorming skit ideas, practicing my spiel (that I wish I was clever enough to have written, but was actually written by a very talented friend of a friend,) and being entertained by the other wannabe travel show hosts. Once I posted the video, I spent my days sizing up the competition and being that annoying person on Facebook who asks everyone for votes day after day. It’s a good thing the real professionals didn’t post their videos until after I posted mine, or I...
