“Perspective with a side of patience combo meal please”. Actually, Can I upsize the patience please?
Placed my order for a Community Mentoring Course as part of my “loose” plan in the direction I want to take for part of SWHQ. With all my grand ideas and plausibly endearing notions of contribution to my world, ASSUMPTIONS is the mother of all stuff-ups (politely speaking).
Getting down and dirty in the grassroots level of the community to listen for what the real needs are and whether I have something to offer. My perception could be simply that. Just my own point of view. Not necessarily the truth of what is needed. I am looking for the evidence that qualifies my intentions. I am not interested in ego stroking (even though it’s a great pick me up in moderation). I seek substance and value with tangible results that go way beyond what I think is possible.
Yes, I want to move mountains. I need to begin at the base. No point standing at the top and yelling down to move it already. (doesn’t roll-over with my children) I have another fifteen Mondays to clarify the path and direction I want to move this mountain.
Order for todays session: Upsize my patience. Mentoring requires mastery in allowing others to own their lives. As a combo meal, I will literally be able to eat it up while being a mentoring “artist” for an ambitious young lady who has enlisted my help for her Visual Arts Major this year. Truly honoured with a serving of trepidation at her faith in my ability. ( I think this Community Mentoring Course will definitely come in handy)
Gratefully, I will immerse myself in two projects that will allow the course content to stew in the background.
Stepping into the world of the unknown guided simply by my passion arouses the solemn contemplation of getting a “job” this year. The lull of security. The beckoning of familiar. The embrace of safe. The satisfaction of knowing.
And then…..I wake up from my nightmare with tense fingers at the ready to create something magical. Something from my own imagination. Unlocking years of organised control and routine. The dormant volcano of full self expression waiting to spew out the gloriousness of fiery fury.
Yeah…Nahhhhh…..This fiery goddess can no longer be contained in any semblance of a routine. Her fiery fury flows towards the unknown altering the surface of everything it touches. Moving as nature intended.
I am very blessed to have the support of my bread winner because it’s very important I nourish
his ego him that way. Because that way, we both get what we want. It’s totally a win-win situation. 🙂
I look forward to captivating you with my fiery self expressions as they flow. In the meantime, I’ll try and avoid the temptations of the fast food industry. It’s not helping with these voluptuous volcanic curves I got going on.