Following yesterday's lead, and putting my discipline into action, today I had my second official meeting with my professional mentor to discuss the materialization of her personal project.
Therefore, today's topic will be to break down that feeling of being chosen and being part of a project.
She's one of my most beloved teachers. We've been working together for a year now on what was and will be the training prototype. We're creating a new methodology for therapeutic support based on her (and mine) journey, incorporating Gestalt therapy, somatic therapy, and traditional Chinese and Japanese medicine. I mention this so as not to leave too much to the imagination what this is all about.
The most insane part of this is that I have to give 300% of my creative capacity to live up to this tremendous visionary. All this planning includes intensive 16-hour seminars each weekend, online training, and practice workshops for the next three years. It might seem like a little or a lot, depending on who's on the other side of the screen. For me, creating all of this is overwhelming because I know the level of excellence she's accustomed to. But at the same time, it makes me proud that she trusted in my abilities and in me as a person, beyond the proposal itself. I feel it lends credibility and validates my experience as a therapist, since it's a training opportunity for others. This is the third time I've been in this coaching position, but this level is academic.
The part that excites me most is that I feel it aligns with my purpose. Whenever I've had a job that provides income, it's important to me that it coincides with my ideals. I've never worked for something I didn't believe in. For example, when I was selling food on the street, it needed to be healthy. When I started creating crafts to cover expenses, my products and creations had to be aligned with my beliefs: no collateral damage, no exploitation of resources, biodegradable materials. I don't think I'm going to save the world with these actions—that would be very naive of me—but I do want to try not to leave it worse than I found it. This work of collaborating with people as a therapist—using contact, active listening, and mindfulness—in groups and individually, has enriched me as a human being. A few days ago, I became interested in training in thanatology and suicide prevention. I'm very eager to train in these areas because I believe they are necessary and, at the same time, very difficult to address. Being able to support someone through such delicate life situations, or at least knowing what to do if something like that happens to me personally, really moves me. Just yesterday, my eldest son had a severe panic attack. I was able to help him through it with acupressure. I think it helped me more than him, even though it did help him recover, the feeling of being able to handle the situation without losing control and acting consciously in stressful situations is something that can be learned and trained. My grandmother was a nurse and a very good one, but she couldn't work with children or family members; it was emotionally draining for her. And I completely understand her because it's very difficult not to suffer alongside those who are suffering, and even worse if it's someone for whom you would trade all your karma so they wouldn't have to go through that pain.
I hope this opportunity leads me to places of awareness that help me awaken and feel alive and fulfilled. It's a selfish feeling, but a necessary one if I want to contribute in gratitude for the opportunity presented to me.
xoxo
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Day 2 of the Daily Blog Challenge completed! This isn't a platform challenge; it's one I set for myself. You can participate too! Tell me about your day in the comments or link to your post of the day. I'd love to hear about your experience.