Lets see. We need a recap from the last post. I somehow managed to find my passion in life. My life's experiences all made sense after that week. It just seemed that that week was the one where I finally understood who I was and what I am supposed to do. It started with getting that book from my counselor and actually reading it. It was Man's Search of Meaning by Frankl Viktor. I have never read a more insightful book that was so profound for its size. Essentially, it is a book about extentialism and Dr. Viktor's methods for treating a man's extentialistic crisis through his technique he calls logotheraphy. The book is divided into two parts: the beginning being a recount of his experiences as a jew in a concentration camp. The second is a brief explanation of logotheraphy and how it can be applied in a psychological, or even life, environment. It explained almost exactly what I have been going through and provided me with the idea how to find my meaning. The second event that was the beginning of my epiphany was meeting with the career counselor and having him analyze my Myers-Briggs test. I had no idea that there was such an in depth test that could effectively summarize who you are. Talking with the counselor about the results didn't at that time make me realize what it is I wanted to do. But it did get my right at the edge. The tipping point was when I left the counselors office and went to the College of Business a couple of blocks down to see if someone there could assist me in constructing a business plan. The feeling I had discussing what my intentions were and the response I got from the person was shocking. They were so attentive to me and it seemed like my charisma talking about my intention for starting a business moved them. She seemed to have been completely convinced that I was capable of this and showed no qualms otherwise. I got all this from her body movements and how she interacted with me. That moment got me thinking and as I was going home with PL, it happened. My realization that I knew what my meaning, my passion was. It was to run my own business. My life finally came to light in my eyes and I saw who I truly was. Why I had so many interests in life, yet never pursued them intently. It was because I only cared enough to learn how they operated on a bigger picture so I could ultimately find a way for them to make me money. My entire life was a beautifully constructed road that led me to this, even though I did not actively know where it was taking me.
So thats where I am now. I am working on getting this business running on the side while I try to finish college. At the same time, I'm trying to get a promotion at work so I can get more money coming in to finance my new endeavor. I haven't given up on trying to get an internship, yet its on the back burner since it is of the lowest priority. I have things to do that I haven't found the time for in regards to my business. Somehow, sometimes I feel like I'm procrastinating since I am afraid of failure. I need to contact those manufacturers to get prices and begin getting some products. I need to get prices on a domain, an e-commerce site, and whatever else that might be required for the website. Life is good now. I know my struggle is not in vain.