Gliding between the jagged peaks of the French Pyrenees in my chairlift seat, I took a deep breath and tried to relax. It wasn't the soaring height of the peaks that made me nervous, or the prospect of swishing down them on my skis. It wasn't the weather, either—blue skies stretched from peak to peak. Nope, everything on the slopes was perfect.
I work in Paris, France with plenty of free time to explore this amazing city with my kids, because of my career. As a copywriter, I work about five hours a day, three or four days per week, and I can think of no better place to live. “Hey look Mama! It’s the Eiffel Tower!”“Hey look Mama! It’s the Eiffel Tower!”
A fun way to fund your Mexico vacations is by having an import-export business: buying local products in Mexico like handicrafts and selling them back home when you return.
Much of my day is spent grabbing baby boomers by the lapels—virtually—and shaking them awake to the avalanche of income opportunity that awaits them in the freelance economy. Around 2008 came the severe economic downturn and companies began shedding like crazy—employees, staff, offices, buildings, health insurance...
A decade after leaving the corporate world and moving to Mexico, the word that best sums up my move is "freedom." These days I'm visiting five to seven countries a year. I have the freedom to set my own schedule...decide what days are workdays...enjoy lunch at the beach with my feet in the warm sand...or park myself in a coffee shop in an easy-going colonial city.
It was thanks to a health scare in 2009 that I finally took the big step to becoming my own boss. For 25 years, I had worked as a magazine publishing executive for companies like Forbes, Times Mirror Magazine, and Crain's New York Business. Even though I loved my career, even though it was fulfilling and I was successful, it was still a job, and I still didn't control my own time.
When Joan Jontilano arrived to one of my seminars a few years ago, she was a young woman with a big smile, a complex work history, and an enormous amount of wanderlust. She had tried conventional employment working in IT and retail, among other things, but showing up at the same place at the same time every day was not working for her.
For as long as I can remember I talked about becoming a writer when I retired, but I wasn't convinced I was any good. When I was laid off from my banking job, I wasn't particularly interested in another high-stress job in financial services so I gave writing some serious consideration.
The first time I saw this sight, I wondered, "What the heck!" The photo above was taken in San Miguel de Allende—one of my favorite cities in all of Latin America... (Apparently a few other people like it as much as I do—in 2013 it was voted the #1 travel destination by Condé Nast Traveler readers.)
Imagine you are on the coast of Ecuador, taking in the sweeping ocean view, the comfortable year-round temperatures, and relaxing in the quiet stillness of an area that isn't over-run with traffic and noise...