Change of Direction?

A recent set of events has me reviewing my life and where I am.  I’ve been blogging about the comings and goings of  the people in my life, but there are deeper emotional changes as well. Let’s face it at fifty-four there is more road behind me than ahead of me.  I’m sensing a change is coming and it is going to be a dozy!

For the past two years I’ve been having stirrings to look for deeper meaning in my life. This has taken many forms such as attending church, albeit to bring my cousin (long story). I found solace there and enjoyed the service, but I still didn’t feel like this was it or all of it… I returned to my books on eastern philosophy Taosim and Buddhism. Although I feel closer and more in touch  I’m still unsure. I’ve been studying Shiatsu and Pressure Points with my master instructor, this has been gratifying but it is still not the answer I’ve been seeking. In the mean time my business has taken a downturn and CHANGES  HAVE TO BE MADE. At first I was getting physically sick with worry over the possible outcomes. Now I’m resigned to take it as it comes. I’ve surrendered.

In my surrendering I have found a sense of peace. The Buddha and Jesus preached  about ridding ourselves of attachments. I believe we can’t master our souls when we’re so involved with mastering our assets.  I’m reading a book right now that speaks of this very idea. I’m not sure if this book will give me the answer or  just more clues for my journey.  This statement from the book is resinating deep within my heart; “Service over Success”.

I will close with a passage that got me through my  twenties, ironically it was also in the book I’ve been reading; “Growth demands a temporary surrender of security.”- Gail Sheehey

By the way I don’t believe in coincidences, in the mean time I’ll stop and check all the “signs” before I make a complete change in direction.

Ginnie

P.S. This blog is dedicated to my mom who is 78 today she has taught me well…

 

 

Exits…

This summer has heralded may changes for me and the school. The final group of students that I trained from their fist day are all going off to college. This is so bitter sweet for me to see these once little boys grow into outstanding young men. The experience  has been an honor and I shall cherish the memories. Some of my adults are also experiencing a growth spurt and are leaving the area to pursue different challenges. It is difficult to see these people leave the school, its like the end of an era. We all grew up together the students grew in the art and into adulthood, while I grew as a teacher and an artist.

Time is an asset that never grows it only matures… One moment you’re teaching an eight year old girl and in the next nano second you’re teaching her seven year old daughter!  This realization is both scary and comforting. Scary in the fact you wonder where did it all go, comforting in the fact that it will continue on even when you’re gone.

It is my hope that the students who are exiting into a new life know that on every highway there is an off exit and an on exit, and not to disabuse Thomas Wolfe, but I believe you can go home again.

 

Be well and stay safe,

Master A/Ginnie