This morning I looked at the Wishcasting Prompt from Jamie Ridler and took the words from the website wrote them in my journal to work on away from the keyboard. I made a cup of tea and sat with my notebook open, wondering, wishing, hoping.... and then something unexpected happened.
I went on a nature walk in my neighborhood. It wasn't my idea as much as it was a divine nudge that took me out onto the bluffs, an overlook point about three blocks from my home. It is a place used to walk daily.
I walked along the road I live on the way to the bluffs and as I built my energy, I chanted internally "I wish to renew, I wish to renew, I wish to renew, I wish to renew, I wish to renew...." as my feet slappety slapped the pavement. I wish to renew, I wish to renew, I said in my heart, my breath, my hands as they wooshed wooshed in the air.
I crossed the street and onto the gravel and then grass and then dirt. I saw an older woman with two dogs. I smiled and greeted them, all the while the drumbeat of my heart continuing, "I wish to renew, I wish to renew, I wish to renew..."
I wish to renew my love affair with marketing.
I wish to stop seeing it as something offensive and remember the sweet joy of getting my vision out in the world as an answer to the world's heart call.
I used internet marketers tactics well in the past. I built a name for myself and a successful business borrowing their techniques and modifying them in a Julie-esque way.
I got turned off by marketers after I withdrew from that whole "internet marketing scene"... I got so tired of their "jealously guarded secrets" and their "THE answer" and "The Secret Super Killer Strategy for Kick Ass Success!" that I saw over and over again, especially when my life got winnowed down to the essentials following illness, death, and loss after loss that when I "came back" my stomach couldn't take the idea of stepping back into what I saw as a marketing cesspool.
I sat on the edge of the bluffs and looked out, into the scene below - of industry next door to beauty. Of snow capped mountains with unseen roads reaching into them. I closed my eyes and listened and in the silence I could hear the freeway miles away, people driving toward destinations unknown to me. Trucks, delivering oranges and tangerines grown on orchards in our valley. Families on their way to funerals, on the way to celebrations, students returning to colleges, lovers returning to lovers.
I heard them, somehow, as I sat there, my eyes closed, and I thought, "There are a lot of people out there who are waiting to respond to my heart call, to what I offer that no one else offers in exactly the same way."
It turned from marketing as a cesspool to marketing as a heart call. That was something worthy of renewal, this love affair with my heart call and with connecting to those people whose heart need matches my heart call, my heart gift, my essential Julie-ness.
I wish to renew this love affair. I wish to renew my devotion to these people who are waiting to hear from me, who will be so excited when they tune into the possibilities my work offers them.
My work offers the freeing of the creative process and permission to express oneself with words. My work offers those who want to write the time and space and "how-to's" to woo their writing. Sort of like I am wishing to renew my love affair with marketing, I am sort of like a cupid for people who want to write - I restore writing romances for those writers who fell out of love with words or who have been convinced by others their writing isn't good enough. I breeze into their lives and help them refine and restore their broken path on the writing trail.
I don't have to do it the way "those other internet marketers do it..." I can market in my own way, borrowing what fits and what works and leaving the rest aside.
I wish to renew my love affair with marketing.
Thank you, Jamie, for helping me to feel this deep contentment. And thank you, beloved fellow wishcasters, for wishing alongside me.
There is such an energy that comes from wishing with you and for you and beside you. Last week's wish brought me to rest.. on Monday I took the entire morning and into the afternoon on the couch. I followed my heart into a deep space of conscious and intentional rest, thanks in great part because of you.
Thank you.
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