A Different Green: What makes you a Wicked Girl?

Friday, August 24, 2012

What makes you a Wicked Girl?

Soap, which isn't really relevant to the rest of the post, but there you go.

And so are you.

I'm a Wicked Girl because I quit a stable (if awful) job to go and follow my passion.

I'm a Wicked Girl because, a few years before that, I got out of a marriage that didn't work any more, one that gave me a place to live, food to eat, and money to spend -- but was killing my soul -- and struck out on my own.

I'm a Wicked Girl because I've stopped doing work that doesn't feed my soul. Because I've rejected the stability and predictability of 9-5 for going to bed when I'm tired, getting up when I'm rested, and letting the money come when it will...because I'm doing what I love, and that's worth more than a million kagillion bucks.

I'm a Wicked Girl because, in a few months, I'm gonna leave behind the idea of even having a stable address or a home that stays in one place, and strike out in an RV, living on the road, travelling as I please.

What makes you a Wicked Girl?

5 comments:

Making SpaceAugust 24, 2012 at 5:59 AM
I am preparing to leave a work situation that says it offers stability and status but has instead killed dreams and made people decide that everything they worked for, cared about, loved, needs to be jettisoned, just for survival. I am really scared, because I need the money. But I need to get out. I'm making my escape plan now. This is very timely.
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KateSeptember 3, 2012 at 2:01 PM
*winces* I had that job for a while. It was in the process of killing me when I got out. I hope your escape goes well!
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dolly jhaFebruary 22, 2013 at 9:19 PM
wat a b'ful post :)

there was no space for my life in my job and so jus like u i also kicked my job to pursue my life...
that makes me wickedly ME :)
n m loving every moment of it :)
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The Good Luck DuckMarch 8, 2013 at 4:43 PM
I think I'm the same Wicked Girl that you are, only different.

See you on the road!
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KateMarch 8, 2013 at 4:45 PM
FUNNILY ENOUGH I had that sneaking suspicion myself.
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Voices at the Door

I sit beside the fire and think
of all that I have seen,
of meadow-flowers and butterflies
in summers that have been;
Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
I sit beside the fire and think
of how the world will be
when winter comes without a spring
that I shall ever see.
For still there are so many things
that I have never seen:
in every wood in every spring
there is a different green.
I sit beside the fire and think
of people long ago,
and people who will see a world
that I shall never know.
But all the while I sit and think
of times there were before
I listen for returning feet
and voices at the door.
-- J.R.R. Tolkien
The Fellowship of the Ring