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Here’s the Permission Slip we Need to Find our Soul Work.

Here’s the Permission Slip we Need to Find our Soul Work.

Imagine we were sitting down together over a cup of coffee right now.

You were complaining about your job and feeling frustrated that you know it’s not right for you, and that you’re just not happy there anymore. (If you ever were.)

And I asked you, “What is your soul work?”

What would you say?

Would you immediately jump to the standard answer of, “Oh, I don’t know…” without even thinking about it? Without even blinking?

I just Quit my Dream Job & Now my Ego is Pissed.

I just Quit my Dream Job & Now my Ego is Pissed.

Yesterday, I quit my dream job.

At least, what I thought was going to be my dream job.

It couldn’t have been more perfect for me—on paper, anyway. It was the title of my dreams, doing work that I love, for an organization that I admire and had been a huge fan of for years.

I knew a lot of people who were applying for the position, and they all would have been amazing in the role. But in the end, I was offered the position, and I was giddy.

It felt like the planets aligned in my career sector (is that a thing?) because it happened so quickly and effortlessly. Like it was meant to be. Destiny.