For most of my life my leaps were called something else. Like jete’s or better yet Grand Jete’s.
Well it’s been a while since I have been in a world were a Russian is a kind of jump not a nationality, but I find myself about to make a huge Grand Jete of Faith.
As I mentioned the other day I have been involved in some job interviews and some intense searching for a profitable job, but to be perfectly honest I had absolutely no peace about anything coming my way. So here I stand with several offers on the table eyes lifted to Heaven and walking away from all of them for right now.
I going in a different direction. I feel like God has blessed me with an entrepreneurial open door and I plan on walking dancing right through it.
That’s right. I’m going to teach dance. I’m working on renting a place as we speak and I plan to start in September. I could definately use all the prayers I can get!
So far all I’ve got is a name:
Just like that, in lowercase letters with a period. As in “I’m going to dance. She’s at dance. I just love dance.”
***On a side note my mom is happy that after spending thousands of dollars and hours investing in my lessons over the years I’m actually using them!