It's funny how life keeps turning, turning, re-turning to explore the same ways to grow. For me, a continual life learning is how to fully be in the threshold, in liminal space, in transition...both on the inside and on the outside. This originally started as a blog about clay...and I know that I will get back to that. But...in January, I started a low residency doctoral program in pastoral counseling, which frankly, I didn't enjoy much, but it was a means to an end. I also audited my pottery class, which still took me to the studio a gajillion miles away, (o.k., 130 miles, round trip) a few times a week, but I couldn't keep up with the work...because I was writing papers for my classes. In any case....my dear love got a great new position, and ....now we find ourselves living in the NORTHEAST! I have left my congregation, left my studio, and a month into this move, I have made a gajillion contacts (o.k., a lot, because it certainly isn't 130!) and sent out numerous resumes. I dropped the doctoral program (there are some I can get into closer to home) and now I wait. I wait for interviews, phone calls, rejects, anything. This is really hard. To just get up in the morning, search for work, (oh, there are NO opportunities in my denomination at this point in time for congregational work) and do a few errands....I know every aisle in Target and Home Depot....I walk the dogs, watch AMC (yeah, the soap)....
I know that there is meaning in this move, and that a fabulous opportunity is yet to discover me, and I it... I know that the ONE who created all of this mess that is me will nudge me towards it..I need to remember how to listen.... In the midst of all this noisy waiting silence, I have to learn to listen.
And how great to be in a BLUE state....ahhh.
And pots, well, I long to get back to that...next week I start a class at my new studio, which is barely a shadow of what we had in NC, but hey, it will have to do. so there. just the inbetween time is hard.
So...I pray. And wait. And try to hear what I am listening for.
NaBloPoMo Day 17: A spiritual practice
Write about a spiritual practice that keeps you connected to God and to others. I try to engage people with whom I would otherwise just slip by. By this, I m...