If I ever feel like I am not making an impact in the world, I only need to look as far as my refrigerator. On the left side, just above the highly culturally advanced ice machine, is a quote from the late El Salvadorian Archbishop, Oscar Romero. “Stop worrying about whether you’re effective or important, Worry about what is possible for you to do, Which is always much greater than you imagine!”
Carve out small steps, bite size goals that connect and relate to others. Take small steps that pursue a larger impact while caring for self and community. Caring for self is becoming the new way to do what is possible. Asking the deepest part of me, What was I created for….really?
If I want to stop hiking around the same mountain, repeating failures, reinventing what is already available and wasting time…. I will consider Romero’s intrusion – begin to see what is possible for me.
On page 124, deep into a book that finished my 2015 reading plan, I find the secret to a better life. It reads, “We need to refuse to enter into an antagonistic relationship with ourselves. Quit blaming ourselves and being victimized, and take responsible steps to remove the victim….This is only useful to momentarily indicate when we may have violated our own moral codes.” So, why am I the first one to disregard myself, my value and my worth? And, how does this thinking affect my ability to live with others?… or even impact others in my same career.
The St Francis Prayer says, “Let it begin with me.” When I carry the weight of the “should” and “can’t”, I have got to go back to the view I have of myself. What are my values and my passions? Am I valuing myself as a productive and even disruptive contributor in my career? If the answer is not yes, I have to find out why not.
The view we have of ourselves, guilds and carves the path. Whether that is to the right, left, into good relationships and away from. Over the month of January, I will lay out a few ideas that can help us get and keep the right view of self. It will surely help to lead my life in the right direction.
There is a beautiful song by the Sundays titled, “I Can’t Wait.” She sings about all the thoughts in her head – with no reflection in her life. I completely empathize and know it’s time to change that and enter a journey of metanoia. I want to enjoy a time of vulnerability, rest and real life acceptance. A way of matching up all the thoughts in my head to small actions in my life. I hope you will share your thoughts and enjoy the journey with me. The blogs will begin again on January 2, 2016.
Recently my husband and I watched a movie that showed much different than I expected. I was glad for the opportunity and for making the choice to see it. When my expectations of someone or something interfere with an opportunity, I know I will loose out on a transformation every time. The movie we watched was about a man who took a risk to be himself, to allow his flaws to be seen and to follow the biggest risk of all – exactly what his heart was telling him.
I have realized, my desire to keep up with the status quo is wasting time, holding me back and therefore, keeping my voice silenced. I may sound like a misguided creative “looking to make a difference” in the world, but maybe if I stop matching up with those around me and give what I have – I will do just that.
The transitions from one phase of my life to the next are really a process of looking for a door. I have wandered into job interviews, relationships and quiet meditation in search for the door that will take me to my next reality. Sometimes it has been the right door and other times it is just, the next door.
On the evening of July 31, 2015, I spent a few hours at home by myself. I drank some beer, ate an entire chicken sandwich then ice cream, watched bad popular culture TV, ate potato chips and finally drove to the store to buy something, anything. It was at the store that I realized that all these bad choices were an effort to “find the next door.” I don’t believe I am in a life transition but a seasonal transition. That night I was trying to shake off the hard hot summer of building my business and helping young singers realize their goals and walk into two weeks of rest.
All those vices I tried were like half open windows and closet doors. They aren’t hurtful just mildly demeaning. For me…the realization of the process is the way to my door. My body will shed all that junk and my journey will continue. I have found the door.
Recently I saw a post from a man I respect on Facebook. (I respect him because I see how well he has and is raising his daughters). In this post, he was asking for a treadmill. For a brief moment I thought about how I could get me treadmill to him in Kansas. Then I read the comments under the post. The treadmill is for lambs or sheep. I really don’t know what that is or what that entails. So, I didn’t comment of offer.
This experience reminds me that my ideas are not for all people. My hopes and dream, plans for business and the collaborations I am constructing are to be worked out within my business. Not to project everything I am doing on every FB or IN post.
Know your business, who to share it with and who to keep it from. You will always be glad you did.
1. People of all sizes working out
2. Millennials using texts and IG rather than Email or FB
3. The fact that companies put too much sugar in food to suck you in
4. Friends choosing to work more rather than relax
5. Coffee that costs too much
What I am saying is – move beyond the clutter of info. Make your own decisions and then act.
In the state of Colorado, rain is a welcome and occasional thing. We do pride ourselves (which is not ours to claim at all) on over 300 days of sunshine per year. To our surprise we have now had 40 days and 23.46 inches of rain or snow melt, most of which has been in April & May. This type of weather has an effect on CO residents who spend a lot of time out doors hiking, working, sleeping and having fun. I know we are keeping our regular running schedule, even in the misty early evening conditions, as I am sure others have done.
I love that I am an eternal optimist, not a Pollyanna, because I see sunshine even in the rain. I don’t push aside the obvious or ignore the reality. I see hope and not failure. I get to use my KU Jayhawk umbrella, greet singers as they rush inside for a voice lesson, talk about how the water is carving grooves into the earth that weren’t there before and connect with others who have been pumping water out of their basements since Mother’s Day like us.
I encourage you to find the creative light within the dark day. To go within to connect with your passions – draw, color, paint… If the weather is making you sad, get a happy light to increase the Vitamin D you need and connect with others as a source of inspiration – not to find a comrade for complaining. Remember, you can always put on a raincoat and swing on a lamppost while singing at the top of your lungs. This worked well for a movie shoot, even on the day that the big star had the flu. Enjoy the rain, friends.
The following writing was written by C. Hoffman – one of the wonderful Wednesday Writers.
Upon entering the sacred and beautiful space that is Grace and St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church. Once a week the Colorado Vocal Arts Ensemble gathers for two and a half hours in the space of Grace and St. Stephen’s Episcopal Church in downtown Colorado Springs. Every Tuesday evening each member of the ensemble slowly filters in, each at their own pace. Some look up at the church as they walk toward it. Some notice the solitary statue of Saint Francis of Assisi standing in the courtyard, and how the fountain surrounding it has been turned off for the winter season. Some park their car a few blocks away because they want to enjoy the walk to the rehearsal. Some arrive early to help carry the large wooden risers into the sanctuary for the rehearsal. Some arrive
early and just sit and listen to the silence of the church space. But we all assemble for one purpose: to listen to one another and to make a beautiful, unified sound as one voice.
The space of the church naturally lends itself to the beauty of the human voice. It lets the sound travel upwards toward the heavens, allowing it to fill the rafters, bounce off of the stone foundations. There are various halls and spaces within the church where the sound travels.
Our warm up time always has me imagining that our voices are a sort of collective oxygen flowing
through the lungs of the sanctuary. When we sing we breathe life into the space we are singing in, we help and allow it to breathe and be alive with us. In our silences, between measures and breaths, the space settles and waits. When we sing with full emotional capacity and supported sound I feel as if we could, and just might, burst through the stained glass windows, filling the courtyard and city streets.
Every Tuesday I am thankful to be a part of the moving, breathing and living entity that is CVAE. I am a part of the alto section, a new member to the section. I consider it a blessing and privilege to make music with the section and in the ensemble as a whole. It is the part of my week that I look forward to the most. It is the part that makes me feel human and connected to something bigger beyond myself.
Today, I am writing down my business plan for a 2nd adventure. I have read many books and today I step over the great crevasse of fear to put my own words into the universe. What a quiet thrill to see my future ignite before me. Failure is possible….or not. That is why I do it!
I share this because I know in business, fun, faith, music, life – we are all connected. I need your encouragement and hope my ideas will encourage you. Not encouragement in the form of a phone call or pat on the back. But as an accountability. If I post a goal out for all to see, I am starting the clock to make it work. So here I go!
To follow a dream is to express myself. I acknowledge the possibility of failure in its outcome but I don’t consider taking a leap of faith as failure. If a project fails, stalls or succeeds, I count it all as a learning experience. I do believe we need to feel the feelings of failure in order to understand our ability. When I succeed, failure is still a central part of it. It is my comparison, my reference. As I teach students to sing, I also let them know the risks, highs and lows. But “risk” is another post topic.
Your work is not too much for you to handle. Take it one step at a time. Today, I began by finding the right pickaxe, the right latter and then I took 1 step after another. That 1 step is success.