I CAN DO THAT!!!
Last May, 2012, after a winter of internal upheaval, which felt to me of monumental proportions, I happened to be online and read about a young man who had just completed his cross country walk. (I'm so sorry, dear young man, for I do not remember your name. However, your story is a part of mine for we are connected.) The place I resided that day, figuratively speaking, was a place of total openness. I had been awaiting direction and I KNEW this was it. A lightning bolt shot through my beanie little brain and total knowingness was mine. I remember thinking, "I can do that!" When this flash of insight shot through me, the idea took root and was fertilized.
I began a frenzied and detemined search to discover everything I could about walking across the country and in so doing I found Nate Damm, who had also completed his walk. I emailed him with a plethora of questions and he, very kindly and generously, emailed me back, again and again. Nate, I am so very grateful to you and I just hope my walk is as successful as yours.
Now to backtrack just a bit...years ago, at the conclusion of my marriage and when the youngest chick had flown the coop, I became aware of a deep discontent. I knew I was not living my purpose which, at that time, and even now somewhat, I believed to be writing great American novels. (Hey, we all can dream, right?) But I was doing very little to no actual writing or anything else which would move me in that direction. So I filled my time with remodeling my 1940's home and buying expensive toys like a Harley and a houseboat. I started several businesses, became a life coach (which I absolutely LOVE) and worked on my public speaking skills. I read much of the success literature and memorized "The Secret". Yet still I knew I was not being true to myself. And I ran out of money gained from my divorce. The economy had bottomed out so my life coach business never really got off the ground and now it was time to go get a regular JOB.
Woven in and through this short history, lies the threads of a quiet urge to become a minister. I was/am attending and involved in a church that FINALLY felt right to me...felt like coming home. I became a prayer chaplain and have been serving in that capacity for 2 years. In fact, prior to the explosion in my brain to walk across the county, the only real joy, unadulterated bliss I experienced, came from the 15-20 minutes each week that I spent praying with people. So I allowed this long ignored thread to rise to the surface and gain some color and perspective. I am open to pursuing whatever arises from this walk so we shall see...
So much exploration, healing and deep diving into my soul has occurred in the last couple years: through attending classes, retreats, yoga, even therapy. Some traditional and some not. I opened my heart wide to accept what came my way. I finally feel grounded, centered and fully LIVING.
I'm believing this is a good way to start.
I began a frenzied and detemined search to discover everything I could about walking across the country and in so doing I found Nate Damm, who had also completed his walk. I emailed him with a plethora of questions and he, very kindly and generously, emailed me back, again and again. Nate, I am so very grateful to you and I just hope my walk is as successful as yours.
Now to backtrack just a bit...years ago, at the conclusion of my marriage and when the youngest chick had flown the coop, I became aware of a deep discontent. I knew I was not living my purpose which, at that time, and even now somewhat, I believed to be writing great American novels. (Hey, we all can dream, right?) But I was doing very little to no actual writing or anything else which would move me in that direction. So I filled my time with remodeling my 1940's home and buying expensive toys like a Harley and a houseboat. I started several businesses, became a life coach (which I absolutely LOVE) and worked on my public speaking skills. I read much of the success literature and memorized "The Secret". Yet still I knew I was not being true to myself. And I ran out of money gained from my divorce. The economy had bottomed out so my life coach business never really got off the ground and now it was time to go get a regular JOB.
Woven in and through this short history, lies the threads of a quiet urge to become a minister. I was/am attending and involved in a church that FINALLY felt right to me...felt like coming home. I became a prayer chaplain and have been serving in that capacity for 2 years. In fact, prior to the explosion in my brain to walk across the county, the only real joy, unadulterated bliss I experienced, came from the 15-20 minutes each week that I spent praying with people. So I allowed this long ignored thread to rise to the surface and gain some color and perspective. I am open to pursuing whatever arises from this walk so we shall see...
So much exploration, healing and deep diving into my soul has occurred in the last couple years: through attending classes, retreats, yoga, even therapy. Some traditional and some not. I opened my heart wide to accept what came my way. I finally feel grounded, centered and fully LIVING.
I'm believing this is a good way to start.
I will be here cheering you on! Make sure you keep in touch with me!
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