It is good that you are able to get back to inner peace. There are many who cannot.
I got there, but I cheated a little bit.
Or maybe I didn't.
You decide.
I used to work in the city with all the hustle and bustle of life, and it was work and frustration, and being around people who were always frustrated and on edge and in a hurry.
I'm proud to say that I never lost a job due to my own fault.
However, I was unfortunately laid off from quite a few companies, usually at a very critical time when I was just about to be promoted. The lay-offs were always due to company problems - downsizing, economy problems, new management, etc.
It never had anything to do with my lack of performance.
Well, it was frustrating. Do the best work you can, keep your nose clean, and get slapped in the face every time you're just about to move into a seriously decent position.
One day I got laid off and thought to myself, "Why do I keep going back for more of this crap?"
So I moved to a little cottage in the country.
There was nowhere to work around here at first. All I could find were min wage jobs as a maintanence man at a campground, and things like that.
The pay was low, but the job was nice. It was outdoors in the woods. Back to nature. I started liking the simple life in the country.
I lived that way for about 5 years. Then I went back to the rat race again.
Big mistake. But at least I got a lot of high-tech experience.
I was doing very well this time. I was the head of not one, but two laboratories.
Yes, I'm egotisically blushing because I'm proud of that achievement. There weren't many people in that facility that were in charge of two entire labs.
I was going to stay there and retire there. That was my plan.
But the company changed management, and the new managment downsized the R&D in favor of upsizing manufacturing. There were also economic issues in the economy in general in those days.
So bingo. Once again, through no fault of my own I find myself standing in an unemployment line.
But not for long.
Back to my cottage I came.
This time to become a Master Hermit.
Am I running away from my troubles?
Or reaching out for my dream?
Let me tell you something. A low-income, low-output lifestyle is NICE!
It's very relaxing and there's no hustle-bustle.
I my case it was a bit lonely, but that was mainly because I didn't have a Mrs. Hermit.
I really enjoyed the lifestyle, but it did have it's social drawbacks.
You'd be surpised how many people would come to visit me and say things like, "I see you're still bumming around. Are you ever going to go back to work?"
Funny how society is brainwashed to believe that if you aren't part of the rat race you're a bum.
I'd like to say that I didn't care, but to be perfectly honest it did bother me that certain people felt that way.
I could have just shrugged it off, but then I got a really Great Idea!
I could TEACH!
That's a cake job!
Everywhere I ever worked my coworkers were always coming to me for help and when I helped them they would always say, "Wow! You really explain things well, and you are so patient! You should be a TEACHER!"
So I started teaching computer classes, in the basement of a computer store. It's not as bad as it sounds. They had two really nice class rooms with brand new comptuers.
That truly was a cake job because I had been using computers since they were first invented and I knew them inside and out (literally).
I never had to study before teaching because my students were always so far removed from my level of computer knowledge that there was no reason to study.
Then I saw an opening at a Vo-Tech and I started teaching computer software classes there. They kept me pretty business with lots of classes, it became a FULL-TIME JOB!
Still a peace of cake though because I was still so far above the students that lesson preps were a snap.
Then one day the head of the Vo-tech actually came to me and asked me if I would like to teach in a real college.
Sure!
He showed me an add for a college position. I kind of shrugged my shoulders and said, "Yeah, but don't they require special teaching degrees and so forth". I never took a 'teaching' class in my life.
But he said that once they read my resume in R&D it won't be a problem.
So I applied, and was hired.
I taught math and physics. And even an English class believe it or not! But only one time for the English and that was enough for me.
I'm a scientist, not a dangling participle.
Teaching college level math and physics kept me on my toes. That did require more lesson preps and those students asked the tough questions. But suprisingly I was able to hold down the ship.
That was a cake job too.
Oh, life is such a piece of cake.
Then I had to quit that due to health issues.
That was sad because I would love to still be teaching today!
And now to think that I'm becoming a witch.
Who woulda guessed!
Not me!
I would have never guessed that I'd one day see the intelligence in witchcraft.
Now I'm a hermit witch.
Did I jump ship from society?
Did I run from my problems?
Or did I merely follow my dream?
You decide.
Owl I know is that I'm happy!
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