I sat down to write this unsure of what to say. There are things that I could say, but they just don’t fit with the current mood and experience. I don’t want to post something just for the sake of posting but, at the same time, I need to regularly put something on this site. So, I stepped out in faith and began to write. Reflecting on the last two weeks, the initial ‘euphoria’ and excitement of blogging have faded. I still enjoy the writing, but the adrenaline rush of something novel and new no longer drives it. Does this mean that I’ve made a grave mistake? No, not really. I still get fulfilment and satisfaction from doing this. Only now will I be able to see if this is something that will complement what I believe my purpose to be. Now is the time that I see how consistent I can be. So, I will probably settle to a regular bi-weekly posting with the occasional extra.
Will be teaching dance tonight, covering for my dance partner. Then, tomorrow, I have a ‘supervisory teaching visit’ to some physiotherapy students on placement at one of the local hospitals. Teaching seems to be a regular feature in my life, both in a group and ‘one on one’ setting. I went through a period where I thought that maybe this was my purpose. But that did not explain the satisfaction I got from successfully treating a patient and seeing them succeed. I have come to realise that my teaching ability is one of the tools that I have to accomplish a larger purpose. I don’t doubt that some people are born to teach-my mother is one of them-it’s just not MY purpose. Rather it is a manifestation of it, like my writing.