It’s clear I’m drinking way too much coffee. But moreover – I’m really fired up about finishing an incredible class, and I want to share some of the golden nuggets with you all. Once you’ve tasted something so sweet, you want all your beloveds to taste it too, right?On October 30th, one week before Dad went down, I signed up for an online course titled PathFinder. It’s led by a blogger, author, photographer, and humanitarian named Karen who writes at “Chookooloonks”. She’s an exceptional human. Her life mission is to show each of us how uniquely beautiful we are. Don’t try to argue with her – she’s right, and she’ll win.
During the first week of the course, Serg and I mourned and buried his Nani who had just passed, and then 5 days later received the news of my Dad’s aneurysm. It was the worst of times. I was filled to the brim with grief, fear and frantic energy – which oddly I think, fueled my appetite for the class even more. At night after our hospital visits were complete, I would retreat to my room in my parent’s house, open my computer and journal and greedily welcome the creative exercises that Karen had e-mailed the class.
Over the next 5 weeks, we were led on a delicious, deep-digging, self-discovery of everything that makes us awesome.
Starting with a Love List. Have you ever reserved an entire hour to simply ponder all the things you love in life? Wow. Such a simple concept, but extremely enlightening and impossible to not have a smile on your face afterwards. Here’s a snippet of mine:
So. It’s now up to me to figure out what to do with all this.
Even as I write I’m struggling to bring it around – besides sharing my shiny new nuggets like a proud toddler, why am I writing about this? I guess I want to declare that Karen WAS right. There is a vast sea of awesome, beautiful, good things inside of me, and inside all of us. Because ultimately, each of us is just a reflection of each other and our particular surroundings.
Wonder. Goodness. Love. That’s what I see, and that’s what I want to create more of. The shit circumstances of the last few months and losing/almost losing so many in our tribe has lit a real fire under my ass …a fire to make it count. Now what exactly that will entail, remains to be seen. Please stand by.
And Karen, my answer to your final question is, unequivocally, yes. I want to do this for the rest of my life.