Just got off the phone with my lovely friend Kelly and as usual whenever we've spoken the past year, am feeling fizzy and inspired, as if some truth in my living is shining in the light, not just behind the scenes plugging away. And as usual, she and I's lives are paralleling each other, in many details, but mostly in substance.
She landed a job in the local food scene in Ohio, just as I landed a job in the chronic disease research field in NC - both making a jump from projects we had in the works to bring training and consulting in our fields via the net which we had the passion for but not yet the juice and solid platform to spring forth from. The jobs we're doing now are exactly what we need to build that solid platform, to create and store the juicy fuel of Yes, of know-how and relationships and organization, the perfect blend of surrender and action.
And of course, I totally understand that in this living called Katherine, it's just whatever. That my life's energy is simply being pointed in this direction, strongly, and I'm just doing what's next. On one level, it appears as if I'm living out some sort of destiny thing. Maybe that's true. But I feel on this very basic level that I'm emptying out, and this destiny thing is one of the things that has to vamoose, like steam coming out of a pot that's been on the stove for a really long time, and the lid's been cracked just wide enough.
I've been working hard the past month on the project I was hired for. This past Friday I gave the CEO and my immediate supervisor an update, submitted first drafts of several modules, and they acknowledged the hard thought, work, and organization that went into it. I experienced such a feeling of joy, of relief, that what was done, and what they need, what they expect, lined up.
And yet they don't know me at all, so don't know the context, what it took to produce what they hired me for. But Kelly does, and even if we didn't really talk about it, she could see the trajectory, see the light being given off, and that feels so marvelous on this misty Sunday morning.
I feel so lucky that there are those few friends around me, who can see me, who know me, even if we only connect every few months or so. You guys know who you are. Do you know how much love I feel for you? How grateful I am for your presence? Thank you for being mirrors of Yes in my living . . .