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When I was growing up, I use to change my mind every two seconds on what I wanted to be when I was all grown up. One day I wanted to be an interior decorator. The next day I wanted to be the architect that designed the buildings. Neither of which I ever seriously studied. While I have talent to pursuit a career in art, I never wanted to turn my art into something that had to be produced on demand. When it came to actual career choices, I became rather serious, and chose professions that were guaranteed to bring home a pay check so I turned to numbers and landed a job in accounting. My career choice in accounting has always been rather fulfilling and challenging. However, as the years go by, I have been recognizing that our career choices are not the only choices we make concerning our role in society.

While I am an accountant by day, I could be an exotic dancer by night even though I am not. Since I moved to Florida three years ago, I have been re-establishing my roles. Yes, I know it has been three years, and I should be completely established, but take a long time to re-establish myself when I make a major move. So with that aside, I still have dreams out there waiting to be experienced.

One of the dreams I ponder is a coffee house art group. The idea is inspired by one of my girlfriends back in Kansas. She titled the group, “The Artist Support Group”, it was a place you could come to once a month and share your triumphs and struggles as an artist. The group was open to artists of all shapes and sizes. It didn’t matter whether you were a poet, a painter, a musician, either way, it was all the same. You were a creator of beauty, of pain, of life. We would meet once a month, and every month, I would leave the gathering inspired to create. It was food for the artistic soul. Since it was such a positive experience, I have considered bring the concept to a local coffee house, but of course, I am hesitant. What if . . . ?

One of my dreams concerns connecting with other artists. The other dream concerns my spiritual side.

The spiritual element has always had such a profound effect on my life. If I tried to trace it back for you, I wouldn’t be able to tell you what inspired it. Maybe it’s just one of those genetic elements of life. Either you have it or you don’t (or you don’t want to recognize it).

When it comes to the spiritual element, the one oblivious talent I do have is wishing. While I won’t delve into the details, I will note that in recent years I have become more and more hesitant to use this ability. My fear is that someday my wish will occur out of negative circumstance. While this probably would not brother most people, I have a conscious. I am very aware of the fact that for every decision, there is a consequence or effect.

When it comes to the spiritual element, I wish there were like minded individuals I could speak to outside of my fiancé. But most people I encounter are not within the happy medium of spiritual knowledge. Either they are Christians without a clue or pagans on the edge.

While yes, maybe I could just wish for it all, but in recent years, I have learned that wishes can take years to evolve. Sometimes there are lessons to be learned. To have wishes occur exactly in the manner you wish for, sometimes you need to open your mind and see what the universe is trying to tell you at the time.