Freedom: Be A Baker, If Your Heart Tells You

It’s been a while since I’ve talked about freedom, but in essence, this is really what this blog comes back to. Freedom from clutter, freedom from societal norms and expectations, freedom from social obligations, freedom from the monkey mind, freedom from debt, and freedom from financial chains all-together. Even though I talk largely about finance, as my site moniker implies, the wealth will never amount to anything without the freedom. I’ve seen time and again people hung up in the numbers game, that they miss out on the life. They become money making machines (and great ones, too) but at the expense of the things that make one most free. My advice? Sure, you can play the numbers game. Use your knowledge about finances to free you more. But the end goal isn’t to become a millionaire. At least for me, it’s not. It’s to become a baker, if my heart tells me to.

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By now, you all know about my staggering debt, which I took out to pursue a profession that I have wanted since I was 8 years old. You also likely know about my resolve to get rid of the debt. I mean, even Travis Hornsby of Student Loan Planner couldn’t convince me to get off this crazy, wild train of paying down debt aggressively! And surely, if I was concerned solely about the numbers, I could accelerate this repayment by working as a dentist as many days as I can. Or even more so, by buying a practice and putting in some serious hustle, dedicating most ALL of my days to building a business that would yield a large enough profit to accelerate my timeline even more. Yet, I chose to stay part-time.

Am I a crazy nutcase? A dummy who doesn’t realize how much more efficient I can be?

Choosing to stay part-time gave me the space to be able to fill my time on this Earth with other things that bring meaning into my life. Choosing to tackle my debt aggressively relieves some of the dependency I have on my job. Little by little, both options have led me down a path to pursue things such as writing on this blog, dog sitting on Rover, and now, baking bread in earnest.

It is with great pride and an overwhelmingly amount of joy and excitement that I would like to share a recently accepted position as a baker for the company Rye Goods, one that pays little in green paper stacks compared to dentistry, but pays enormously in terms of joy. And while people would gawk at my audacity to add three midnight shifts to my four dentistry days while trying to juggle this blog, I cannot explain to you how much energy all of this brings me. And wasn’t this the whole point?!

All the hours I spent de-cluttering, all the heartaches I delivered de-friending, all the sleepless nights filled with budget cutting, all the effort spent trying to erase the mental clutter and slow the heartbeat’s pace … It wasn’t to live with all that empty space. It wasn’t to deprive. It was to be free. All of this, to allow me to be a baker, if my heart tells me to.

And if you want to follow this crazy train, you are more than welcome.
First stop: financial independence. Then onwards, to the rest of your life.
May I suggest starting here.

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