Seasons

Ecclesiastes 3. 1-8
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.


Unlike the weather in Portland the seasons of my life have been moving quickly. Very quickly. It seems that at times before I even realize I am in a season that time has passed. I have been meditating on this verse for some time now. It applies to all aspects of life right now.

One of which is: internship. As part of my graduate program I have to do an internship. Actual experience counseling people. Internship is the source of stress, anxiety and tears for many grad students. Just securing a site is an ordeal as you compete with your peers in interviews much like job interview, except you don't get paid.

The time between when I secured my site and my start date (about two months) has been full of fear and anxiety. Almost overwhelmingly so. I questioned my abilities and competencies. I was stuck in this place. It is not a good place to be at. It is not conducive to movement. A place of fear holds you captive and disables you.

About a week ago something shifted. I became unstuck. I realized that this is a new season for me. It is a season of learning and growing. It is a season of being vulnerable to "not knowing it all." A season to try and retry. I do have the skills and competencies. I am not a seasoned therapist . . . Yet. We all start somewhere.

This new place is a better place to be at. More free, open and rewarding. Not that the fear and anxiety has completely disappeared . . .

Plus more blogs to come . . *




* Hopefully

My New Passion

Tennis; my new passion. Josh and I started playing last summer, and this summer I am hooked. I love the andrenaline that flows through my veins while playing. I love the feeling of power after hitting a difficult ball. I love the anticipation of a returning ball. I love the sound that the ball makes as it connects with your racket. And I love the sigh of relif after winning a point (although this does not happen very often for me.)

The Begining of the End of a Good Thing

Ok, so I LOVE Grey's Anatomy! It is the best show ever (in my opinion). But everything is starting to go downhill. It all started with one cast member calling another cast member "gay." Or something like that. Ok, so it was not right and caused a lot of friction, but when you work so intensively and intimately you are bound to have friction. But now, Now, the greed, bitterness, and hostility has began.

First we have Katherine Heigl asking for more money. The media says she is upset because she does not make as much money as some of the cast members. If this is all true, it is ridiculous! Really people you did not even know if your show was going to succeed at first. And now that it has, you have to go and get all greedy! Really?!!

Next we have Kate Walsh who is supposed to be getting to star in a spin off show. First of all, have we not learned from history that spin off shows do not work? With the exception of "Cheers" and "Frasier" (although I did not like either.) Second of all, why is the whole cast mad about it? Well, I know why but I think it is just plain silly. Why would you want a spin off show that probably won't do well, when you are already in a fabulous show!? And why can't you just be happy for your co-worker and support her?

I will continue to watch but if the cast gets too much more ridiculous I will quite them! I will! The drama changes the way I view the drama.