the letter

It's been a tough week.

Having returned to work only on Jan 6 after being on leave since before Christmas, getting back into the office routine has been a little difficult. And it isn't because I'm still nursing a hangover from the festive season.

I was actually really busy, juggling Christmas and my son's new school year preparations, but I loved every minute of it.

I got to catch up with friends whom I don't often get to spend much time with because of our busy work schedules. Best of all, I got to just be around my husband Brian and son Jordan, and enjoy one another's company. In between wrapping presents and preparing for Christmas, I spent whatever time I could conducting angel readings, healings, workshops and meditations.

My days and nights were full, but I was happy.

Even before I went on leave, I'd been getting signs and indications that the new year would bring more changes for me, and that I would very likely end up working part-time and doing more spiritual work. But because of the economic crisis, I thought I'd better hold on to my stable job for as long as possible, just to be safe.

But going back to work has confirmed that I am now at a point in my life where a career is no longer as important as it used to be. It's a good job, but it isn't something that I'd like to do for the rest of my life. Most of all, I hate the unending office politics and the negative energy that comes with it.

I knew in my heart that change was coming; I just wasn't sure when or how it would happen. But my answer came much sooner than I dreamed it would.

On Friday, we got our annual letters from Human Resources that tell us how well or how badly we've been banded by our supervisors, and how much, if at all, of a salary increment we will get. Let's just say that mine was a bummer.

Knowing that my immediate supervisor, who is younger, feels threatened by my experience and skills, I have tried for the past year to keep as low a profile as possible at work. I simply put in a full day's work and go home because I have found a joy and fulfilment in my home life and spiritual work that my job cannot compete with.

Yet despite lying low, everything about me riles her. And nothing that I do is right, as far as she is concerned. The letter that I got was proof of that.

But Brian has been wonderful. He was as upset as I was, at first. But later he came to me and suggested that I should consider working part-time so that I can concentrate on my spiritual work.

"We can easily tighten our belts," he said. "We've already got all that we need. We have our house, our car, and our animals. And you have your angels. You can just work three times a week and do your spiritual work. We'll manage. And we'll be happy."

And that's when I realised that this is how God and the universe has worked things out for me. The letter was simply a physical sign that was sent to me to confirm my life path. Better yet, it served to help Brian understand and accept that this is the direction which is best for me to take.

And he's right. I do have all that I need.

I am blessed with a loving husband, a wonderful son, beloved pets, supportive parents, true friends, a roof over our heads, food on the table, and a car to get around in. I also have guides, angels and archangels always around me, guiding, protecting and working with me. And last but not least, I have an almighty God who loves and watches over me, and who provides me with the tools and the assistance that I need to live a happy, fulfilling life -- even when I don't know what I want or need.

After having read my letter on Friday, I stuffed it into my handbag and couldn't even look at it again without feeling upset and angry.

Today, I look at the letter and I feel love and gratitude. For all that I have, and for the knowledge of what truly is important to me.