On the Road

I woke this morning thinking that I have been immersed in preparation; I miss the daily exchange of thoughts.  The blog is an empty space giving me an opportunity to reflect and share.  

What is the Question?

Today as I am preparing for a workshop in Chicago, I am keeping focused by asking:  What is the Question behind my Work?  What is my best hope for this event?  Am I speaking my personal truth?

Trust your Instruments

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Several years ago, I helped a friend study for the test to earn a private pilot license.  A point made in the review, that stuck with me, was that a pilot  must always trust her instruments.  I think this is sound advice for life too.  I have a gut instinct, a knowing that is my gauge when I make decisions.  I need to trust this internal mechanism. 


This red dragonfly never seems to questions its ability to fly ... it knows

Question

Throughout the past two days my internal point of view needed a lift.  We all have been there ...  moments when life does not make sense.  When this happens to me I cannot calculate what the question behind my work is ... the why of what I am doing.   Knowing that emotional growth hinges on looking and listening within myself to know truth ... the invisible infrastructure, thoughts and beliefs, that hold me together ... and then taking an action that fills me with renewed energy is the only way I know how to get past this slump.  What works for me includes spending time with a person who has faith in me, participating in thoughtful conversation and laughing. 

Too Busy equals Less Thoughtful

Once in a while life goes a little haywire for me.  Having several important decisions on my plate and/or having more to do than I can reasonably complete within a period of time are two elements that can contribute to feeling overwhelmed.  There are moments when I want to cry out, "Stop the madness." 

Control

I was driving east on a busy road today enjoying conversation with my grandson when the west bound vehicle heading toward us, careened out of control.  For a second, I thought the car was going to skid across the pavement and take us out. I believe it would have except the driver over corrected, yanking the steering wheel in the opposite direction causing his car to flip.  The point I want to make is that within that instant, I knew I was not in control of what was going to happen.  Life can change or end two miles from your home - the event can have nothing to with me or what I have done ... I just happened to be on the highway.  Once I saw that the driver and passenger escaped; I was relieved for all of us.

I can tell you this: dinner tasted especially good tonight, outside the heat is not worth complaining about, and sharing the evening with someone I love has renewed meaning.

Camouflage

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Concealing from the perceived adversary by appearing to be part of the natural surroundings is a tactic often used by wildlife.  I can see you but I sure hope you cannot see me.  I have used that approach when hiding feelings because I may not be sure if what I sense is true.  Intuition can be right but it also can be wrong.  I do not recommend camouflage for long term; truthful discussion is best, but now and again I need to assess before speaking, lying low in order to size up the situation.  I have discovered the enemy is sometimes within me.