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Karma and Fate



Little known thing about me: I'm a huge believer in in karma and fate.  It's what has gotten me through some of my most difficult situations. And the only way I can bring logic to some of the things that have happened.  Though I would never wish for some of the things that I have gone through to happen to others, I'm glad to have experienced every one of them.  For example my car accident destroyed my knee and left me with permanent damage to my memory.  It made me realize so many things but probably most importantly the ability to be active and doing the things I love is a gift.  And I need to take that gift and make the most of it.  I could go on and on about the things that has taught and the way it has shaped my life but that would bore you.  And I already know about them.  I do believe everything happens for a reason.  There are people in your life for a reason.  Even if that is a bad reason.  It could be to motivate you to change. 

On to the point of my ramblings.

In December my friend Estevan and I had a whirlwind 41ish hours in NYC.  We tried to cram as much in as possible.  But alas a storm was hitting the east coast and we had to adjust.  Including warming up and charging phones at a Starbucks before we went to see Wicked.  We were there all of about 35 minutes but it was enough to see my good friend Pam.  We had done our MBA together and became  good friends after the fact, going through may of the same struggles and situations.  Pam up and quit her corporate job in May and went to Europe to find what makes her happy.  To find her  kefi.  In catching up she told me she was going to be a health coach.  This struck a cord with me. Long before all the stuff I went through this summer with my stomach, before working with a nutritionist, I began to have a passion about nutrition.  I was learning, and feeling, what a difference it could make in my training.  And after meeting with my nutritionist, I called one of my best friends and said I wanted to be a nutritionist.  He replied "that doesn’t make any money."  The idea was kind of tabled, until Pam said health coach.  I jotted down the name of the school and would look it up when I got home.  Holidays came and things got crazy, until this week when I looked up Institute for Integrative Nutrition.  I knew instantly that’s what I wanted.  Again called up that same friend and in talking him through my opportunity, he said "without a doubt, do it."  So I called back and signed up.  I start my year long program to becoming a health coach on February 10th.  I'm excited, nervous, anxious, all sorts of feelings.  But more than anything, I know this is the right decision.  It was just a brief moment but it was supposed to happen to lead me down my new adventure. 

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