Word Vibration Of The Week #11 WORK

Hi Everyone,

Welcome to my blog.  The official site of Word Vibration of the Week (WVOW).  My intention for this blog is to create a community where we can share our thoughts and ideas about how words resonant with our energy.  I look forward to your comments and our discussions.

I pulled the word WORK for week 11 of Word Vibration of the Week.  For those of you familiar with these posts, please feel free to jump to the next paragraph.  For those of you new to my posts here is a brief description of Word Vibration of the Week (WVOW).

I have always been fascinated with the idea that words carry a certain vibration, an energy of their own. My fascination is fueled by the idea that two words having similar meanings can feel vastly different energetically. I wanted to know how particular words landed on other people. Do they feel a word’s individual character like I do?  Do other people notice how the words we use, in large part, create the experience we are having? I decided to write random words, 103 to be exact, on pieces of paper. I folded them into little squares and tossed them into a bowl. Each week I will draw a new word and post how this word feels to me, energetically.  These words are the basis for my interactive post(s), “Word Vibration of the Week.” I invite you to join me each week and share how  each WVOW  lands on you. 

Week #11 – WORK 

I simply love the way Spirit moves me out of my own way so that I may experience the life I tell God I want to live.  I found out this week that my 7 hour per week job, where I WORK, is letting me go. This makes me laugh a little because when I WORK, it’s usually doing something I don’t really, really like… WORK has the purpose of making money for me (at least up until now).  The last two years I have told God and the Angels I want to WORK 80% for me and 20% for a “job”.  Over the course of these two years I have slowly become more and more confident in my ability to create my own abundance.  Cutting the handcuffs of chasing hours for little gratification and allowing myself wings to soar by trusting that if I open a space, everything I need will be provided. 

 I have heard it said that when you are doing what you love you will never work a day in your life.  So here, in Week 11 of WVOW, I am letting go of WORK and really enjoying my true purpose. What is that purpose you ask… check out my website – http://www.terihunter.com

I hope all of you are enjoying the hours you spend wherever you are.  Today I am giving up WORK and instead I am trusting that I will never work another day in my life. 

How does the word WORK resonate with you?

 

I look forward to your thoughts.

As always, in light and with love,

Teri Hunter

www.terihunter.com

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I operate under the assumption that if you’re reading my blog you probably already know “my story.”  At least some it. If you don’t know it here’s a quick recap.  In a nutshell, five years ago everything I own, including all the crap that I didn’t remember I owned, was stolen in transit when I moved back home from North Carolina. Not some of my stuff Everything I Owned.  At the time it was devastating. Now I could care less.  I only think about it when I miss my pictures. And that’s usually around the holidays. Thank God for Kodak.  The camera has got to be the best invention EVER in the 20th Century!!! For sure in the top ten. This leads me to my point…

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