I am percolating a skabattical pirate chapeau for you and yours. It may only be a metaphorical chapeau, though, we’ll see.

Also, Captain Jean-Luc Picard has a few words for you: “Permission granted. Make it so.”

I’ll add gigantic love to that.

@Trish — Wow. Sending love and strength to you. I admire your clear-hearted courage!
.-= Kathleen Avins´s last post … The trouble with “middle vision” =-.

So It happened like this. I got hit by a huge FAT freight train. It slammed into me while working at my dog grooming job. It was the intention train.

Intention:why are you still grooming?
Me: the money
Intention: and,….
Me: Ohmygosh I am not grooming for any reason other than the money anymore. And If I were to list the pros and cons about grooming, the only pro would be money, (and maybe missing my favorite cute dogs and their awesome parents) and there would be this huge HUGE list of cons and reasons to stop grooming all of which would make my life better and more enjoyable if they didn’t exist in my life any longer.
Intention: Okay, so now what?
Me: I have to quit grooming.
I have to create a plan and quit grooming.

Now mulling it over it becomes evident that this may not be the best moment to just up and quit. (is it ever?) but I know now that it is time. the last few weeks have felt like I have been thrown from a moving vehicle and I’ve been skidding across the pavement on my butt until I come to a halt, and now I have come to a halt.

So here I am up to my elbows in a studio remodel, and vet bills, and other stuff, and now it’s time to quit. Deep breath,….

As I continue the mulling I realized today I am not being asked to quit. I am being asked to remodel my life. Every aspect, every inch. I’ve been feeling it for a long time now and here it is, and whoa! So I am being asked to let go of the old and then totally prepare for the new. let go of the old job that hurts and stresses me to make room for the new job which helps people feel better and is way nicer to me. but also let go of all the junk that has accumulated in my home (where my grooming buis is) and create a home that supports my relaxation and restoration so I can be prepared to work with people. Also adjusting my own practice time and my own self care rituals so I am at my best to provide what my clients need.

In the process, my family will benefit from the remodel. because they will get the care they need, as a natural result of me getting the care I need.

In this process I need to keep my priorities strait so this business does not take over my life like the last one did.

Huge vacationy epiphany. whoa. Tall order. here goes.

No clever way to say this, and it wasn’t my thought anyway. A Presbyterian friend called to talk about the Sunday sermon to live the Jubilee life afloat in a world awash in fear and limitation. Something in that for me . . .

@jon – a Vespa is exactly what is needed. You are right.

@Marie-Pier – No Cube Allowed is a very good name. I approve! Also early retirement sounds like as good an explanation as any.

@Dawn – I didn’t even think of how Skabbatical has to come with its own beer. But of course!

@Violet – yeah, nice try, subconscious. :)

I love the idea of popsicles. And sticks. And hopscotch.

You are all marvelous.

Brain is spinning. Too much to think about. But it’s really good. Thank you.

I heard it was a Ska band…

But it’s really just one guy!

When older people from my then work learned about my grand plans to quit it all, move to Australia for love and spend a minimum of a year as far away as possible from any fake grey walls, I would often get weird looks. When they asked “Why?” I would simply reply “I have just decided I’m retiring early. Very early.”