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In the catapult...about to launch

So you know that feeling when you know things are about to go nuts and you are doing your best to prepare in every possible way you can to avoid unnecessary whiplash?

I'm there. Again. (It's happened several times in recent years, but this time is more huge since I am now licensed and about to practice...)

Anyway, I am shopping for malpractice insurance, talking with fellow practitioners (who have all been amazing and supportive and incredibly helpful, sharing their own stories), realizing I have very defined dreams simply because when something happens that doesn't sync up with said dreams, I get twitchy. But I'm told this is part of the process.

Twitchy is a state of being at the moment, but so is hopeful and excited and honored..to be about to practice a 5000 year old, unbelievably cool medicine, in the modern world.

I think I may need to practice what I preach. Time to meditate, center, be mindful...and enjoy this ramp up to professional life (again in a totally different universe) that will certainly lay the foundation for more successful days ahead. 

Ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

That helped. About 10,000 more should do the trick.  :)

Hugs,

Stevie

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