A Day In The Life

My Birthday = Tamala Thinking Too Much…

By April 13, 2009October 26th, 2010No Comments

My birthday was Monday and the days leading up to my born day were spent in awe. I am simply blown away at the way my life is unfolding. I never imagined I would be where I am – which is perfectly content running all over the tri-state area, on a daily basis to pursue a dream of performing. My mission is to deeply touch, inspire, share and connect with others through my art. To be able to do that, to give that to the world would be a gift; an honor and is something I pray for each night before I go to bed.

However, the days leading up to my birthday were different. I felt afraid. I wanted someone, or something to tell me that I was on the finally on the right path, and all of this work will reap rewards beyond my wildest dreams. I went so far as to sit my best friend down and ask her to tell me her thoughts on my journey. And she said, mywise, wisefriend said, ‘Tammy, you don’t need me to tell you anything.” She smiled her little cute smile and I looked into her doey eyes as she continued by saying ‘all of the answers are already within you. Clarity will only come when you stop looking outside for the answers.” I knew all of this I already but sometimes you just need to hear it again, and just as I expected, her words struck a chord.

That night I meditated and affirmed everything I wanted to accomplish this year. I humbled myself and thanked the universe with all my might, for all the good that is already in my life.

The next morning I woke up to a voicemail from Carson-Kolker talent agency and have a meeting with them scheduled for next week. It would be so awesome if Barry Kolker is the agent I am meant to work with at this point in my career. I will surely keep you posted on how this relationship develops. smile.gif

And just today I received two calls for some print gigs. So you know what? I truly believe and will affirm with every fiber of my being that everything is going to be okay.


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