Working past the pickle jar......

O.k...... I have been trying to figure out what to do with my life lately. Who would have ever thought a jar would be meant to contain millions and millions of cucumbers pickled in vinegar...? Looking back on everything, I ask myself the same question: who would have ever thought I would have ended up where I am right now?

There is a career transition workshop I have been attending with my aunt, and at the end of this evening in class a woman stood up to tell her "success" story so far. She said she finally asked God what she was supposed to be doing. She had never asked before. And then, she just listened.

Hearing her, I realized, that whether you believe in a God or not.... to start looking, you have to start asking.. And you have to start listening.

so....

I've already asked "What should I be doing?" plenty of times. So, now, I guess I need to listen more carefully. Ya know, it sounds cheesy, but in the silence there are answers. If I could fit the whole world in a pickle jar, could I carry it in my jacket pocket and take it out to look at it when I get lonely in my wanderings? Goodnight silence, I am off to spend time with dreams.