A Word on the Title...

Will-o’-the-wisp

My life is now void of distractions
The will-o’-the-wisp journey is done.
I stake the claim to my blessings
And a new path is hereby begun.

I’ll feign not the old world unjustly.
I’ll trust not the new one undue,
But I’ll work with the gifts of my Savior
To uncover their mixture and hue.

Let us dip our hands in the current,
And be vessels for what may come through,
Let us suffer not fear in abandon,
Rather grant our return in its due.

VC/HS Day

I guess part of my qualms about sameness and wanting to be different stem from my career in a historic house. I don't have to tend the desk or give tours much anymore, thank goodness, but my rare occasions of filling in - on top of my previous 12 years or so - gave me my fill. Every day it could have been the same person coming through the door, asking the same questions. Each spring each school group was exactly like the one the year before - no sense of personal space, wanting to be first, making the same distant noise coming down the street. My spirit quakes before sameness now.

Now, with illnesses in the family where so much is also repetition, I rejoice in travels and in learning new things. I want to venture farther and farther, to places that not everyone goes, to get out of the homogenization of America, to trust my instincts to what is alright, to immerse myself as much as possible. I find myself delighting when I'm able to think, and when a challenge gives me a new ability.

The one great thing about working at the VC/HS is the extra hour and a half I have in the morning before going in - ah, breakfast, scrapbooking, time with the critters, reading, memorizing, writing...the possibilities are beautiful.

Venturing...

It's important to me to try new endeavors and experience new things. I think that is the basis for growth and development. I'm trying now to find my ultimate focus, that which I want most, and what I should work for unfailingly. ARE we unique? Or is that what we are striving to attain?