I’ve not had any particular path I followed these many years to achieve my goal of success.  It really has been a trip through my own personal Wonderland.  Following that white rabbit I spoke of in previous posts(click here for referred posts).  But I have done purposeful things. Such as…

On the personal level I’ve work consistently with my life coach and not quit no matter “how hot the water gets” and have taken his training courses, in order to heal my life issues that grew out of my childhood.

In the arena of business there’s been successes and failed tries.  Disappointment, frustration, loss, living close to the line financially and going without to get to where I am so far and where I want to be.  Here’s some of what I’ve done:

Went to college, for two reasons:

1. To carefully chose courses to carry me along on my intended path
2. To thrust me into this arena because I had never gone.  
I had side stepped.  For a few reasons: 
   a. It took so much for me to finish high school due to the nightmare I lived at home I was burned out on school and just thankful I had gotten my HS diploma
   b. I was so focused on my marriage I didn’t think I should go: stuck in the mentality: be a good wife, let the husband lead…
   c. After watching Scott in college I developed a lack of belief in my capabilities.  Since I recognize this flaw, I knew I had to face it.  How else could I go on to be successful when I carried a fear towards something as common as the college experience?

I took business courses, psychology, computer, English 101, speech, and writing.  I made the Dean’s list each semester.  After a year I stopped.  Why?  I didn’t want a degree.  Didn’t go to get one.  I wanted to write my story.  Publish my book.  Form some type of business around it.  There wasn’t a degree for that.  I had gotten what I needed.

I assisted a few friends with the different businesses they had.
I did this for very little financial gain.  Because I wanted/needed training.  I did things right.  They complimented me.  Annnnd I messed up.  Screwed up.  Two removed me from various projects and threatened to never let me do anything with them with business again…  All three said, “I had been a housewife too long.”  They wondered if I could ever come out of that way of thinking and be in business for myself.  Thankfully they relented and allowed me to assist again because, “you have potential…”

I helped John1 edit, line by line, word by word, Red Book and Cotton three times.  I charged nothing.  I believed in the book, he needed assistance, and I wanted experience.  To sharpen my skills.  My first time through paled in comparison to the third… John said, “Your editing skills are incredibly good.  You’ve come a very long way from where you began.  Your input has helped me make the book better.”  The last time I was his main choice to assist going through all the individual editorial comments made by the publishing company’s editor before sending it to print.

Today I’m in business with him.  Successfully.

Night, love ya,
Theresa Jane
-I think my first post in this series came off wrong.  In my effort to condense, I left too much out.  So today and yesterday have been the fill in.  Tomorrow I’ll get to where I wanted to be when I began.  Thanks for your patience…

Now I know that that song is about drugs. But walk with me.  If you’re like me you’ve seen that life has many strange ways and things it uses to prepare us.  To send us in another direction.  To guide us and help us to arrive on our distant shores.  Signs and wonders put there to assist us…   And the timing isn’t always important.  The moment is what’s important.  Keep living and the moments loop and link and direct.  That being the case that song served a meaningful purpose.  And if that be true it follows that when I went to Disney about six years ago I should run into Alice’s “White Rabbit.”  Right at the time that I was one step across the threshold of my mid-life experience.  At the beginning of my striving to really wake up, like in the Matrix Movie, which I had for the first time viewed just 4 1/2 months prior and was still living with the effects of it totally cracking my brain awake and not surprisingly, but not noted with much attention on my part at the time, was loaded with its white rabbit…

Prior to Disney I hadn’t given much thought to the “White Rabbit” song, largely due to turning from my days of Rock and Roll, drugs and drinking.   But the instant I saw that life sized, snow white rabbit there was a shutter in the time continuum and I was propelled backwards, to my days of Janice Joplin’s  “White Rabbit”.  Only to be slung shot right back to the present.  As my body burbled through the vast energies that had captured it, my mind free floated and peered through a watery purple haze.  Unbearably conscious of the fact that, “Oh my God.  Another white rabbit.  I’ve tumbled down a rabbit hole.  I’m my own Alice.   Things are going to get bizarre.”

As it turned out that was the only character that I had my picture taken with–been there three times since and not once have I seen it again– and once it was developed I backed it with tape and stuck it to my bathroom mirror where it’s been ever since.  As a constant reminder that I’ve tumbled deep in a rabbit hole and I better run to keep up so his white fur won’t disappear over the horizon leaving me in Wonderland.  But also assuring me that if I do keep up, just like Alice, I will emerge into the light.  Transformed.

To be continued…
Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who found that I got about 17-20 views from alphainventions so I was seen at any rate.  The proof is in the pudding on this one though, will my numbers go up consistently?  And will there be anyone making comments??  The jury is still out on this one.