2013 brought great personal change, and with it the angst that accompanies big movement for me. At the time of said change, I was focused upon navigating the details of the moment, and didn't have a bird's eye view of the situation yet, but now I do.
What I see now is the culmination of one set of dreams and aspirations. In many ways an identity I'd worn for decades was shifting, and though it's not completely gone, the morph continues.
The ballsy, outspoken, highly effusive, strategic minded marketing exec of old is waning, much like a sun sets into an endless ocean. She's still there, but she's no longer front and center, she's more the supporting cast in a play about personal evolution and releasing passions long dormant and facing fears deep and cold and, to be honest, occasionally paralyzing.
Marketing and PR Me is becoming Healer Me. My confidence and bluster are still there, in the marketing arena, but rising is the humble, grateful, awestruck (some days) student of Oriental Medicine.
The student doesn't bluster, the student listens. The student doesn't assume anything, but deduces and learns and has begun, just begun, to piece together the three dimensional jigsaw puzzle that is Oriental Medicine (or East Asian Medicine, as one professor likes to call it.) The student watches the masters, absorbs, and seeks to assimilate, a little at a time. Oh, and the student channels into patients, whose needs are many and ailments are interesting and challenging.
Shifts of this magnitude can take awhile to grow into, of this I am acutely aware.
Opportunities of this nature, those that encourage (and require, actually) growth in ways we never thought possible, well, don't come along many times in a lifetime.
My goal this year is to pursue with gusto what the continued unfolding reveals, and to be thankful, every single moment, for the ability to do so.
What I see now is the culmination of one set of dreams and aspirations. In many ways an identity I'd worn for decades was shifting, and though it's not completely gone, the morph continues.
The ballsy, outspoken, highly effusive, strategic minded marketing exec of old is waning, much like a sun sets into an endless ocean. She's still there, but she's no longer front and center, she's more the supporting cast in a play about personal evolution and releasing passions long dormant and facing fears deep and cold and, to be honest, occasionally paralyzing.
Marketing and PR Me is becoming Healer Me. My confidence and bluster are still there, in the marketing arena, but rising is the humble, grateful, awestruck (some days) student of Oriental Medicine.
The student doesn't bluster, the student listens. The student doesn't assume anything, but deduces and learns and has begun, just begun, to piece together the three dimensional jigsaw puzzle that is Oriental Medicine (or East Asian Medicine, as one professor likes to call it.) The student watches the masters, absorbs, and seeks to assimilate, a little at a time. Oh, and the student channels into patients, whose needs are many and ailments are interesting and challenging.
Shifts of this magnitude can take awhile to grow into, of this I am acutely aware.
Opportunities of this nature, those that encourage (and require, actually) growth in ways we never thought possible, well, don't come along many times in a lifetime.
My goal this year is to pursue with gusto what the continued unfolding reveals, and to be thankful, every single moment, for the ability to do so.
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