Every Sunday until September I’ll be pulling a (virtual) card from the Universe Has Your Back deck and reflecting on it.

Attack, pain, fear, judgement, and any form of separation are merely calls for help.

Last week I received another job rejection. The closer it gets to September the more desperate I get for a second job, or at least for some of my pitches to be picked up. Gah!

I have three outstanding pitches and I’m confident with zero of them! I was supposed to hear back last month but it never happened. However, I keep hoping I’ll hear back about something. I have had previously rejected pitches picked up half a year later, so maybe if I kid myself enough it could happen.