I am a shameless subscriber of the Law of Attraction, of the power of thoughts, of the universe conspiring to make things work for the relentless believers.
One prominent teaching of the said law is to have faith in our dreams even though the road ahead is blurry and even though we have no idea how to get to where we want to be. The key is to have our end goal very clear in our heads. That’s the only thing we need to do and the universe will do the rest.
I remember writing down in my journal a few months back that I want to have a job that I am passionate about, a job that is meaningful, and a job that I will love forever. I specifically jotted down that I want a job that would allow me to champion women’s rights and empowerment and that would make people respect me not out of compulsion or fear but out of inspiration.
Even though I had no idea how to get there, I held on to the thought so tightly.
During that time, I was still working in the law firm of my father as a paralegal while studying law. Given my situation back then, I had no clue how and when that dream job of mine is gonna come. A few years back, I was a heavy whiner. I’d curse law school and my law firm job every single day. I’d question myself for contradicting my own dreams: I’d question why I even accepted my dad’s offer to work for his firm, I’d question why I am in law school in the first place, not knowing that all of these are preparing me for that ultimate moment.
During that time, I was feeling so lost and I thought I was making a big waste of my years. I think I was very unfair to my dad too. Because I had this internal chaos and conflict going on inside me, I never fully appreciated what my parents have done and are doing for me. Especially my dad – my dad who gave me every opportunity to grow and learn.
Now, I am working at the Philippine Commission on Women. A week has passed after I officially started, yet I still am on a high.
My application process has been very swift. I submitted my resume Tuesday, I got called for a written examination Thursday, and I am assuming I passed the test because I got a schedule for Interview the following Monday. I was almost hired by one of the panel interviewers during the interview proper. And it was formalized in a week. It happened all so quickly. At the timing I didn’t even expect. PCW was the first agency I applied for. Because it was the job that I was coveting so badly. And I got the job in a snap.
Now before you misinterpret my point, I am not saying that I am so great and invincible that’s why I got my dream job so easily. NO. not the case at all. What I’m trying to say is that everything fell into place and the UNIVERSE played a big role in this. It helped me land the job i’ve been wishing for for the longest time in a way that is oh so unpredictable!
Firstly, I owe this accomplishment to my dad. The main reason I got hired was because of my training and work experience which would not have been there if not for him. During my interview, most of the deciding questions asked from me was about our existing laws that are discriminatory to women and about my knowledge in policy making – both subject matters I am very familiar with because of the very two things I hated the most: LAW SCHOOL and LAW FIRM JOB.
I never would have thought that the things I’ve been complaining about the past years would turn out to be my stepping stone to my dream job. After all the ranting and the cursing, I never imagined that there would come a time that I would have to attribute the realization of one of my dreams to the very things that I thought were holding me back from it.
After my interview, I immediately thought of my father. I was so full of gratitude for him. I couldn’t explain my joy.
Had my dad not convinced me to go to law school, had he and mom not tirelessly persuaded me to continue continue continue and finish the course, I would not have answered the questions thrown upon me by my interviewers regarding legal provisions.
Had my dad not offered me a job in his firm, Had he not exposed me to all the facets of the legal profession, had he not asked me to work on this, on that, to draft this and that, I would not have a f*cking clue about policy making and bill drafting and whatnot.
My application process was fast because it was bit by bit a match between what PCW needs and what I can provide. If this isn’t magic I don’t know what is.
My dad gave me all the brain tools that I needed to ace my application process – from my resume down to the interview. The training I got from him plus my burning passion for feminism resulted in a perfect, almost easy combination for this ‘success’.
So in retrospect, things did fall into their place after all. I held on to my dream, wrote it down and read it every night even though I could not see the road ahead from my vantage point that time. If there’s one thing I’ve learned from this beautifully ironic experience, it’s that FAITH really works.
As I worked hard to improve my disposition in life, the universe did not fall short on its promise to repay my efforts. It was no easy feat. I had to fight a lot of negativity. But I was determined to make my life work. And accordingly so, the universe – through my father’s wisdom, and law school and my past job – did conspire to bring me to my happy place… finally. 🙂