Musings, meditations & a rousing rant or two on the fine art of allowing oneself to evolve in a fly, funky, faith-filled manner. Here is the non-traditional, unconventional take on a lovely soul in search of life and life more abundantly, a healthy relationship and a cute pair of shoes. I am chocolate dipped spirit becoming somewhat proficient in shedding limits, behaviors and beliefs that are not serving the greater Good.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Working With A Pulse
So by now, everyone must be aware that I somewhat fell into my quasi-bohemian lifestyle following my last job kissing me goodbye ever so sweetly. Its been quite a few months now and I have enjoyed every moment of liberation that split offered me. When my previous employer chose to end our three year romance I was strangely prepared. I slept walked through the last year of my job like a bored housewife locked into a loveless marriage. My position as an Admissions Representative with a local proprietary career college had long since turned into a business arrangement. Just like a failing marriage, I remained on primarily for the paycheck. I loved my students and the many people that I often had the opportunity to visit with on a daily basis. I appreciated the opportunity to sit and listen to people from various walks of life share with me their desire to return to school or begin working towards further education. Although the marriage between myself and my then employer was on life support, the passion for helping others navigate their way to a fulfilling life was an ever increasing desire. When I finally parted ways with the school I worked for, my heart truly ached over going separate ways with coworkers I had grown to love and the students that inspired me. My final day was a sweet goodbye and for the first time in a very long time I gave myself time to ask a profound question of myself, "what's next?" Of course, being employed and being able to cover my expenses was an important factor to me but somehow, the very idea of engaging in work that spoke to my heart and my spirit really excited me. I believed then and believe now that it is a viable option. I chose to scale down as much as possible and went on an ongoing tour of sorts. I visited friends and thought a lot about what I wanted to do next. I never did arrive at a definitiv answer. What I did decide was that I would continue completing a degree program that I had started years before and work on myself and my relationships in the most joyous manner possible. I want to live my life on purpose and with passion with as much fun as allowed and then some. I want to smile more and spend quality time investing in creating a new relationship with my son who is now a young adult. I want to laugh and giggle uncontrollably with my goddaughter and listen to her sister give her beyond her years opinion on relationships. I want to marvel at my godson's growth as a young man. I believe I can enjoy these pieces of heaven while spending my days engaged in work that make my heart sing. Work with a pulse revealed itself in a quasi-relocation to Texas through a contract position with one of the school districts I had previously worked for. Joy taps me on the shoulder daily while helping high school ESL (English as Second Language) students better understand their English assignments and writing projects. Pure, unexpected delight grabs a hold of me each time I work to find a way of explaining a concept to a young mind still grasping the English language. My days do have routine but the teachers I partner with allow me to bring my personality and passion along for the day while we prepare the students for successful lives and standardized tests. I hear a heartbeat in what I do daily and it is absolutely a joy to me.
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