Giving pause to the new season

My favourite place to work in is at a café. I am sitting in a random café in the middle of the eastern suburbs somewhere, in a café which is a part of  a strip of shops in the middle of suburbia. There’s a couple of cafés, a butcher, bike shop, newsagents, dentist, you get the drift. There was a mum and her two little kids here, and they have just headed across to the butcher. It’s a slow Tuesday morning and 

I am glad to have a glimpse of life here as I pause before heading on my way. Buses here are fun… it’s all bus transport here, which isn’t something I am particularly familiar with, so often involves stopping in the middle of nowhere to change busses… or walk… which is what I have chosen today. I like that it gives a moment to pause, to look around and take in a  different view of one I am not necessarily a part of, though there are elements that I would love in my life, but that’s another story. 

Following on from that thought of all the talk and finding a place for what I have to say…. Perhaps it looks different to what I think it might look, and it will be find to find the new voice. In a space of time where a new season approaches, I want to rush in, but know that this time, it’s time to wait, to pause, to trust and trust and trust, especially when the doubt, questions about what disaster might strike, so my challenge is to look for the good, the opportunity, to be immensely glad for what is, and what has been, and what is happening now that will have an impact on what’s to come. It’s in good hands, and will always be in good hands.

So, while watching the world go by for a minute, I am glad for the space to look, observe the beauty, to dream and be immensely glad for what is. And glad for an opportunity to see things from a new lovely perspective.

Picking up the 'pen' again

So I am writing for the sake of starting to write again. As my fingers and thoughts and processes have stopped at the point of initial thoughts. My fingers have slowed to the point where work is enough, and processing to the point of documentation has been almost non-existent. It’s happened a lot over the years, and this blog has been going for a lot of years now. It starts and stops, mostly because of life and what’s happening, and while life might have direction and purpose for the most part, the blog doesn’t always have a place for it. A new place is emerging slowly and is starting to take shape. I am not entirely sure if it will be here or elsewhere- I suspect it won’t be here for the most part, but will take on an entirely different form and context- and possibly a new role to boot, just for the fun of it, because we all have time to take on something entirely new and different too…..!

Part of what starts my process is the new thoughts and ideas, but part of what stops me is the potential for judgement (Not critique), but also of finding my voice through the noise and of sharing something that adds to the conversation, rather than just…. Being yet another person ‘talking’ and not ‘listening’ is well, just noisy.

I have been thinking about what I have to contribute (while studiously ignoring the voices/persona’s who say I really can’t!), as well as considering my place, role and where I am going, and what I want to plant or invest in our community both local and global that is a positive contribution.

It’s a funny thing too, taking stock of your own resources. There’s what others might say- which may or may not be positive or true, and then there’s what you know, but also what you’re wanting to grow and develop within yourself, no matter where you are in life. New seasons come and go too, and as we journey them, there are the lessons we learn. About ourselves, others and our values and what, or where we want to invest into and grow.