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Sometimes a great notion

Friends of mine who graduated before me and have therefore been in the practice trenches for awhile have often shared stories of how differently they are practicing than they thought they would practice. Everyone had preconceptions in school, developed business plans around those ideas, then entered the real world as practitioners and often changed, dramatically, their intended directions.

Funny, but now that I am a seasoned 3 month practitioner (ha), I am realizing that what we thought we knew in school is nothing like real life, and that flexibility is key to growth and survival, moving forward.

I thought, for example, that I would launch a mobile practice focusing on retirees, but as I've connected with a clinic and am feeling more at home there, I am not sure I want to be on the move all the time. Also, as I've begun to develop my greater mission of focusing on bridging Oriental Medicine and Western medicine, I am close (I think) to establishing a working relationship with a Western practice on a part time basis that may prove to be a great starting place for the integration effort.

Mobile practices require some special equipment, more paperwork in some ways, the desire to be on the move much of the time, and a comfort level with making housecalls as a basic part of a practice. On one hand, the concept feels liberating; on the other, it feels exhausting. And I haven't actually done it yet.

So, apparently I fall within the norm when it comes to having a clear plan that gets modified and morphed and made to more accurately reflect the practice that makes the most sense at this point in time.

I guess I have that going for me.

Huge hugs,

Stevie 

 

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