When I came to Ireland the first job I had was auditing a bookshop that was for a charity in Omagh, and closing the bookshop down. A casualty of Covid. I found a few books of interest ‘Syncrodestiny’ by Deepak Chopra, and another called ‘God Doesn’t Have Bad Hair Days.’ Pretty much of the same ilk, manifesting, understanding that everything is energy, that nothing is a coincidence.

As most of you know, RD and I very much believe that ‘Life’ sends you messages about what you need to do, leads you to where you need to go, so when I found these books, they really spoke to me. Especially’God Doesn’t Have Bad Hair Days.’ When I did the experiment included in it, where you held divining rods, loosely (in straws) and thought about something, which the divining rods then pointed to, it blew my mind. But more than anything it helped me to understand how important it is to put things into place to control the energies that can affect your life.

It’s been a tough few months. To help with my chronic injury I went swimming. But my injury is to my psoas muscle, the hip flexor. I find I cannot do front crawl anymore, so went with breast stroke. Big mistake, my psoas had to flex the hip, and after 3 weeks of ‘working through the pain’ thinking it was helping, it had damaged it again. This in turn has affected my knee badly. I am sitting at a high chair behind reception, at work, which is also aggravating it, and I am now in a lot of pain. But more than that, I believe that the high level of toxic energy at our workplace is making it worse!

I wrote recently how I had got a job with RD , working at the same place. RD has been unhappy there a long while, but the person in charge would tell him how they appreciated him, and they had let him go part time so I used to persuade him to stay. I believed what he told me, what he believed. That was before I went there and saw the manipulative, narcissistic behaviour for myself.

Now I am there, I am out in the offices, with the person in charge and her oppo. I have seen and heard the toxicity at first hand, every day. And the energy is prevalent in the whole building. It’s freezing cold, all the time. Things constantly go wrong, the staff are like robots, and just look so unhappy.

Every person who goes into the office, which is behind me, is slagged off when they leave, or spoken to incredibly badly. I can hear it all clearly, the ‘magic doors’ they think blocks out the sound don’t work!

I had made it clear when I started, that I will not tolerate someone speaking badly to me, little did I know how bad it was. But perhaps my demeanour makes it clear that I won’t put up with it. The health and safety guy tried doing it to me on my second day there, I answered him back, simple. He has never done it since.

I commented to RD how his direct line manager looked as if she was going to burst into tears all the time. Then I heard how awful they were to her, so it was no surprise to find her sobbing one day in the meeting room!

Many years ago I used to sob about work, but I learned from that. As she opened up, and came to talk to me when they weren’t there, I told her about my experiences, and suggested she may want to look for another job. That what she needs will come, she just needs to look for the signs. She couldn’t see the wood for the trees, but as time has gone on the trees are thinning, and she can see she is not trapped there, and is planning her escape.

Then the warehouseman started to chat to me. Guess what? He was incredibly unhappy, and would go home every night and sit for half an hour with his head in his hands. I suggested that was not good for him (there’s a common theme here) and he should look for another job. He said he was stuck, 3 children, his wife is ill. He could not see the wood for the trees. I told him about the clues ‘Life’ sends to you, but that you have to open your mind. He said he would try that. The following week a company called and offered him a job, he started there last week! He came to thank me before he left, for opening his mind to opportunity.

As you’ve probably guessed, I don’t like it there, but I have enjoyed my 4 days off every week. But that’s not enough, there is more to life. I have learnt to compartmentalise and they don’t get to me now. They’re so disorganised I just sit at my desk, away from them, and laugh. RD however needed out, and of course, I gave him my support, and once I did that ‘Life’ went into a flurry of activity.

RD wanted to work for a UK based supermarket. Last weekend a job popped up with them. Ideally RD wanted to be a delivery driver but he wanted out of his current situation so applied on Sunday. The closing date was the Friday after. On the Monday they emailed him for ID, on the Wednesday they invited him to an interview for the Thursday, and on Friday they offered him the job. And guess what? They asked him if he would do the delivery driver’s job, once his trained!

I think I was sent there to see how bad it was, and support RD in looking for another job. No we won’t have our 4 days a week together, but after all of our adventures we know we can adapt to change.

As for the other staff, I think I was sent there to help them see the wood for the trees.

‘Life’ sure does show you the way! I of course will also be leaving. Wonder what ‘Life’ will be sending my way. I trust it, and away from that toxicity I am sure a lot of my pain will subside.

Moisy