Part of the day was spent in a workshop talking about uncertainty. There is lots of this right now as our profession goes through a huge change. It's one I support but it will likely mean changes for me professionally. I don't consciously feel like I am stressing about this but I have suffered more headaches the last 6 months than ever so perhaps I am subconsciously.
Anyway, that's not what this about. What I was reminded of during the workshop is that we can't focus on what we don't know but what we do. And when we choose to focus on something, it should be the positive. At one point, the facilitator asked if we practiced gratitude journaling. I didn't raise my hand but then later I realized that I do. I just don't write it down. I think of things all the time and I often post them on FB (which I have been avoiding lately but that's a whole other story).
Instead, I am going to dust this here space off and write down things I am grateful for on a
Here goes nothing. Or something. The verdict is still out.
1. Cherry blossoms. Where have you been all my life? Very glad they were still blooming when I got off the train yesterday. A photos was taken and sent to a good friend because this stuff has to be shared with those we love. Also? The sun was shining and it was gorgeous out.
2. The people I work with. I don't talk about my job here ever (because obviously!) but I will make an exception here. I work with a group of people who believe in team work and believe in a positive, supportive work environment. I have experienced the opposite of that and I appreciate the current situation so much more as a result.
3. My job. I don't think this is news. I work from home doing something I love. I am here for my kids. Enough said. The uncertainty, well, it will sort itself out. I have faith. (Headaches, you hear me?! Bugger off, things are fine.)
3. Having a good hard laugh with a friend. The kind that makes stop breathing and tears come to your eyes. All he said was, "Do you mind if I touch that?" I don't know why we both laughed till we cried but we did. That which he wanted to touch was a cast iron tea pot my tea came in at dinner last night. I think perhaps both our minds hit the gutter there but sometimes, you gotta go there. Equally amusing where the befuddled looks of our colleagues as they somehow didn't find it as funny.
4. Friends that get you. That understand you when you are venting about things that might be slightly petty. They listen, support and provide prospective.
5. This quote:
"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
It really resonated with me. I will stop worrying about the judgement of others. The reality is that I am flawed and human and imperfect and people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Myself included.
Next up, my fortieth birthday. Can't. hardly. wait.