How many people do you meet who choose to be jobless? And when you meet that one in a million, do you envy them or think they're weird? Do you work for money or work for time? Is time our most precious assist?
We have recently started a new and scary journey of what we think may be freedom. I guess you never really know what freedom looks like until you grasp it with conscious awareness. And in order to be fully aware one needs to be free.
My husband and I are officially job-free. We are fun-employed. We have a gorgeous 6 year old boy and have hopes of finding freedom.
Do you sense danger ahead? Or do think that maybe just for a moment we will find something true, something we will remember, something worth fighting for.
Is the average working person happy? Not the ones I know, but maybe you are? Inspire us! And welcome to our journey.
