For about 4 months, I’ve been pounding the pavement daily, looking for an income opportunity. With few jobs in my area (much less any that relate to my field of expertise) I was pretty much open to anything. I’m not adverse to starting at the bottom to learn a new trade. I actually did 9 courses in this time, all relevant to the hospitality industry. I did a work trial at a popular coffee shop chain. I was especially keen to get into community work and applied for anything and everything I felt capable of doing.
Nothing. Nada. There were quite a few jobs, too, further afield, that my skills and experience completely fit. No go. This left me very confused. What do employers want?
Secretly, I did believe that the Universe knows best. That, in its own time, it would find the perfect role for me. No matter what it looked like, what the tasks were, where it was located, or what the job title was, I would trust that the Universe would orchestrate the right meeting at the right time, for all those involved.
A series of coincidences led to me find out about a job I may not otherwise have spotted, or even applied for if I had spotted it. It was one I thought, sounds okay, may as well apply. (This was in contrast to others where I thought: “Yah! I want this!”) I didn’t hear back for a while, and forgot about it. Some weeks passed. Got an email for an interview. Was very excited all of a sudden. By the day of the interview, though, I let go of any attachment to the outcome. I figured, what happens, happens. Instead of dressing to impress, I wore what reflected ‘me’. I went in thinking: I’m just meeting some new people, learning about their company, and what happens, well, I trust it will be for the best.
The interview flowed fantastically. I got really excited about the prospects. I left with my mind racing about all the wonderful things I could do at this company. I felt 99.9% certain that the job was mine. They said they’d call within the next few days. I was on pins and needles.
No call. Weeks passed. I was now certain I didn’t get the job, and perplexed why not. Every now and again, I’d have to air my confusion to people. “I just don’t get it?!”
Then, almost a month later, I was invited for a second interview, and straight away, offered the job. On reflection, I realize there were reasons for the delay, on both sides, but not ones that made clear sense at the time.
For example, several days before this, I was given the privilege of using an office space for the purpose of developing my own business ideas. Had I got the job sooner, I may not have pursued the office space. Now, I have both opportunities on a part-time basis!
This truly is for the highest good of all concerned. In the coming months (and in future posts), I will be writing more that is bound to confirm this!