Upon further research I discovered
that the business school I mentioned last night
is not what I thought it was.
There is some disappointment,
but mostly relief,
that I won’t be enrolling in the training,
Won’t become a member of
“a large community of entrepreneurs”
who would purportedly support me in my creative endeavors
and provide suggestions for building my business.
But when the entrepreneurs end up being
affiliate marketers who get paid $1000
every time they refer someone who joins,
I can recognize that this is not the kind
of entrepreneurial spirit that my soul craves.
It also helps to have a very logical,
hardworking, down to earth husband
who can smell a MLM scheme
from a mile away.
It’s not like I would’ve plunked down
$2000 without first discussing it with the hubby,
but the marketing was brilliant,
and I thought I was going to learn
how to construct an in-home business,
be a better mom, wife
be more patient, enthusiastic about life,
feel freer, more artistically alive.
Wouldn’t YOU join if you thought
the training would deliver such happiness?
I was getting close to signing up,
and my husband smelled something fishy.
Together we researched the school online,
and rediscovered that things aren’t always what they seem.
Together we took a stand.
No get rich quick plans
No too good to be true claims
No beautifully filmed testimonials
designed to get me wanting something I don’t have.
All of the power is within, and all the love–
no need to search for it outside.
I think I dodged a bullet this time.
Back to the drawing board, my friends.