I co-facilitated a workshop last week titled Freak Out Management, along with a well-experienced facilitator Jim McLeod. I learned there are two types of stress.....Distress...that stuff that exhausts you, an
d Eustress....that stuff that "pumps you up".With doing 22 workshops for 420 people last week I definitely experienced Distress. I don't think it was the work, but more the environment....talking to so many people....it exhausted me. I think I am more of a one-on-one person. I get pumped when I've helped one person (on-line or face-to-face). I had one on-line client say "I feel like I have my own person motivational speaker".
I can see rewarding work coming from on-line one-on-one career counselling.
Where does your Distress or Eustress come from?
The Summer Day
ReplyDeleteWho made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
--Mary Oliver
Dear Anonymous;
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem. It really makes a person stop and look at the world going by. It makes me ask "what am I doing with the one wild and precious like" that I have been blessed with.
There is something about being close to nature that helps us crystallize our journey, helps us ask important questions, giving us a different perspective on our lives.
We don't have to go to the deepest wilderness to experience this, simply sitting on the grass with the warm sun in your face is enough to get a refreshed outlook on life.
That's what I like about the idea of making a living on a sail boat, I like the idea of being closer to nature.
Thanks for the poem.
Terry