I'm fuzzy this morning. Yesterday was my first day back as a full time student. I didn't quite think about attempting this at 62 years of age! Most of the students could be my grandchildren. In fact, it was delightful to drive with Brit and have her share her excitement over her teachers and classes.
All in all, while I'm tired today, I am so grateful for the opportunity to explore and journey on the path I started so long ago. When I was 13, graduating from 8th grade, I wrote a paper about my future career. I wanted to be a musical therapist, so I could help people. Six years later, graduating from high school, my yearbook says "Chris hopes to become a secretary"!!! The fabulous dream, that I could help people, got lost along the way. My family had guided me along the path they thought would be best.... I learned to type and file, in case my husband broke his leg and I'd have to get a job. I was channeled along the path to be a wife and mother.
Throughout my life though, I have found a number of ways to get back to my path/purpose, working with senior citizens, leading groups, working with churches. AND NOW it is time for me to get back on my path! My intention is to first, finish my college degree; and second, to become an "Expressive Arts Therapist". When I'm 70, I want a nice case load of people I can help and inspire through Sacred Art.
So, I may be fuzzy today, but that's ok. I'll learn to pace myself. I have a HUGE CARROT in front of me. After 62 years, and a 45 year detour, I am pointed clearly in the right direction.
I am thankful.
Namaste
