When I was pruning my library, I came across a book called The Way of the Traveler by Joseph Dispenza which I had never read. After spending time reading it last night, I’m wondering why I didn’t make the pleasure of Dispenza’s company sooner.
He talks about travel as a journey of self-discovery. Many of the things he says are equally true of self-employment.
He writes, “Acknowledging the necessity of material provisions—especially money—is the great reality check of travel. The challenge in preparing financially is to not allow money, or the lack of it, to limit your journey.”
Believing that our dreams are supportable is essential, of course, but we also must trust that support will come when we need it—and be open to however that happens.
Thinking about this, I flashed back on a trip to Switzerland that Nick WIlliams and I made in 2004. We spent a week riding trains, meeting some wonderful people, and doing business planning.
Since we both believe that inspiration often hangs out in beautiful places, we spent a day in Chamonix, France, home of the glorious Mont Blanc. The entire trip turned out to be even better than I’d expected.
The next day we were heading back to Zurich where Nick was scheduled to fly home to London. I was spending another day before departure. “Do you know where you’re staying tonight?” Nick inquired.
I laughed and admitted that I didn’t have any idea, but had learned during my itinerary-free sabbatical that I always could find a place for the night no matter where I was. “I assume there’s a room waiting for me, “ I said. “I have never had to sleep on a park bench.”
Applying this philosophy goes way beyond locating a hotel room when I need one. In fact, it just happened again this morning and in a most unexpected way.
On my way to Trader Joe’s, I decided to stop at the Goodwill drop-off spot in Lowe’s parking lot. I was greeted by a delightful man wearing a jaunty straw hat.
When I drove up, he promptly came over to my car to assist. I only had one bag to donate, but we started to chat. When I mentioned I was moving from a house I loved living in, he said, “There are a lot more wonderful houses out there.”
Then he surprised me by saying, “Moving.That’s what I do when I’m not volunteering here.” That got my attention, of course.
I asked him more questions and knew immediately that I had found my perfect support team for the move. Even better, the three-man moving company is called Smiley Enterprises. I’m pretty sure I was smiling as I drove away.
Do you trust that support will appear when needed? Or fear you’re unworthy of receiving what you need? Either way, you’re right.
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