INTUITION & DESTINY

 

CHAPTER 4

 I decided to take my Destiny into my own hands which I realize now, all these years later it was always meant to be. So inspired by my intuition I made another decision.

I walked into the headmasters office and declared that spending anymore time at school was a waste of time. I was supposed to do another year but couldn't see the point strangely he encouraged me, gave me my reference in the form of an appraisal of my time at his school. I got on my pushbike and went home and announced to my parents, that I had left school.

Within a week my father had found me a job in an office. My job was to use a punch card machine to load data onto cards, which was then loaded onto tapes and finally onto monster sized computers.  I hated this job with a passion shut up all day in an office. Athough on the one hand I felt very grown-up when my wage packet arrived on the other my soul was screaming for freedom. With-in 6 months the happy smiling person I had always been disappeared and I became an introverted and disappointed person. This wasn't me, it was suggested that I go to the doctors, where in the wisdom of the early 70's put me on traquillizers! So in order to live my life I had to be controlled by chemicals. No Thanks! At my lowest point Death started to look attractive. I took a few pills, not enough to end everything but enough for my 'cry for help' to be heard and my 'Spirit Guide' to intervene.

Everyone has a guide, I believe they are there to help you and Guide you as the title implies

Joy returned, just goes to show happiness can come from the most unlikely things. It 'felt' right. A job selling wigs, not the usual happiness formula. It was the place, the people, the buzz of the store. The opportunity to talk, engage with people not just staring at a computer. Communication, which I was good at, and enjoyed from this world or the next comes in very handy for selling wigs

 I had been invited to London to train at Carmen Head Office in the art of wig styling. I think I literally floated down the Kings Road with the excitement of being there. I had the outfit, big floopy hat, velvet hot pants, knee high suede boots and no bra under my top! Supposed liberation of the 70s. Someone pipped their car hooter and shouted to me. I thought I was looking great. It was only when I returned to the hotel and checked myself out in the mirror that it was there for everyone to see, my velvet hot pants had split at the back seam! Served me right for letting my ego take over, all these years later 42 to be precise I still look for release from the ego, as it can lead you in the wrong direction, reminding me that life should not and cannot be lived on 'looks'! 

Latest comments

31.01 | 21:00

Hi guys, great to see you both today & catch up after many years. You made a great impression on my family. Keep in contact, speak soon.
Regards, Dave Charles.

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18.09 | 01:45

Hi Julie, Dawn here, Chrissies daughter. I absolutely loved your book and it has inspired me to embrace life with my soulmate and not be afraid or feel guilty

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29.07 | 01:06

Such a nice read. Always reassured by Julie's optimism that I'm on the right path and excited to follow the future to love, trust and a happy family!

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12.02 | 00:44

Brings a smile to my face.

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