I wanted to be many things when I was younger. A writer, a police officer, a wrestler, a pastor and so on. There was always something that stopped all those dreams from being to small (wrestler) to not being Christian. All of them but one. I am a writer. I have never been published...yet, but it's what I AM. I spend any downtime at the salon writing or researching. I've also become something of a confessor to my clients. My salon only holds me and the client so they are really opening up. I'm starting to think about going to a seminary school. Now if I can find one that's cheap, online, and nondenominational. I feel that if I'm passing out advice on everything from sex, to cheating (don't), to what to eat for dinner I should get educated.
When my mom was diagnosed with cancer I got my online minister license so I could speak for her at her funeral, but this is different. I feel the urge to actually help some of these people instead of just smile and nodding at them. I'm doing the best I can, but I want to do more.
Maybe this was touched off by that video I watched, but learning never hurt.