PSYchology

I came to the astrologer because since childhood I believed in horoscopes, and because the astrologer Oksana had a huge number of followers on Instagram.

The astrologer’s office looked like the office of any office worker, and Oksana herself was absolutely no different in appearance from any woman from the street. If not for her authority, then I would not have listened to such an intricate monologue about the Sun in Jupiter and the scorpion in the Moon. Thank the stars, at least she saw my witch’s sign, and that’s good. Oksana periodically looked at the laptop, then at me. I was about to get bored, when all of a sudden.

— You are a financier, you need to work as a financier! the astrologer blurted out.

How did she guess? I was taken aback. How could she guess that I had worked specifically with finance for many years, and two years ago I was a successful director of the National Committee’s financial department? But do the stars know that I chose a different path?

And I objected:

– I don’t want to work as a financier, and that’s why I quit 2 years ago. I am a fashion designer.

The astrologer looked at me like I was stupid: “You can think about yourself what you want, I look at your natal chart. What kind of designer are you? It’s not on your map. Here are the finances — yes!

“But I love fashion design and I’m talented. My clothes are sold in Europe! I tried to convince the astrologer.

— I do not see! she said firmly and raised her eyes. Now her face expressed bewilderment, like: “Darling, what else do you need? You’ve already been told everything!»

I got up and walked out into the darkened hallway. I took it off the hanger and put on a coat: the one that brought me a nomination in an international competition and its analogues are now sold in Milan and London. I looked at myself in the mirror and admired: it’s not in vain that when I walk down the street in this coat, everyone looks back at me.

And she resolutely returned to the office, proudly stood up and spun in front of the astrologer on one leg: «I’m wearing a coat of my design!» A light coat fluttered brightly before her eyes.

— Yes?! Now her face showed both surprise and delight.

“Handmade, pure felt coat,” I continued in a confident voice. I saw how Oksana broke down. She loved my incredible coat!

— M-yes. Felt and cobwebs are yours! – Oksana agreed, – It’s all a witch’s sign!

I saw: her eyes could not tear themselves away from my starry coat. But she continued her line:

— And yet, according to the natal chart, you are a financier. Your purpose is finance. Although, perhaps you have financial blocks on the line of finance … If you want, we can work with this!

I thanked her and said goodbye. «The Changeling!» — was spinning in my head. But I was not thinking about the astrologer, her reputation remained unshakable for me, I heard too many rave reviews about her. I called myself an impostor: “Do I have the right to call myself a designer? As a designer, I have no education, and, most importantly, this is not written in my natal chart in any way!

For another whole year, two people fought in me: one wanted to achieve a goal and fulfill a dream, and the second wanted to rely on the stars and go with the flow. Yes, I seriously doubted, the work did not go, and a whole year in my career as a designer turned out to be lost.

What helped me? Two things. First (it’s funny to me!): I realized that I couldn’t tell my husband that I made a mistake with the choice of destination and that I was returning to my previous job. I knew how he admired me and my successes, and the children were no less proud of me than my parents.

And secondly, I was looking on the Internet for something that could help me raise my self-confidence, and I came across the website of the University of Practical Psychology. I read it and realized that I like it and it fits. Now, after graduation, I saw that this was the most correct and reasonable decision.

Bingo!

Here at UPP, I really believed in myself. Recognition quickly came to me, grateful clients returned, and private exhibitions began to spin. I realized that being the Author of life and writing your own story is much cooler than hoping for the stars.

And now I just admire the stars.

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