People (and by people I am actually referring to myself) may feel mighty callings to do things that seem strange or crazy.
Which is why I came to Chile. I wanted to live out something "crazy" while still in my early twenties.
Moment of honest truth here; I haven't posted anything in almost a month because I've been depressed. The adjustment to life here has been ridiculously difficult.
I was going to post imagery from a dream I had awhile ago. I saw a puma and many angelfish when I opened the door to a secret, flooded compartment of a friend's basement. My internet symbolism resources had told me this has to do with patience, connecting to your spirituality, finding your "flow" in life and the people who will help you or- whom you will help. This dream was about a month ago now, and I kind of fell into a rut of thinking that it was a bunch of horse shit. Thinking my dreams had betrayed me, I saw no brightness, no friends, no help, no finding the currents of life or any of that junk.
Now, much later perhaps some patience has payed off.
I have been invited to do training at a language institute. It all happened so zip zam zoom. Called the day before yesterday to see if I could come have a visit- went in yesterday morning- was scheduled an interview that same afternoon and they seemed to like me. This is a crazy opportunity because A. they will get me a work visa meaning staying here in a legal manner and not having to leave the country every 3 months or so, pay a reentry fee to stay here longer as a "tourist" and B. I will have a means of income. They will train me in their "methodology" and, if I have to end up teaching in another region (which is quite likely) they provide housing, food, and transportation.
Something may work out for me here after all. I will be more honest here with those of you who aren't my closest friends, the latter know full well what I'd been going through. I was on the brink of coming home. Calling it a "good try but no dice" and booking it back to my beloved Ypsi/AA to dance in the aisles of Trader Joe's, quite happily I might add. I had no qualms with this decision. Life continously throws some punches yet- all at the right time. Leaving the room where I had my interview, one of the boss types toted off the age old adage, "Everything happens for a reason."