From the Museum to the Playground

Warning: This entry is about getting down and dirty.

The commitment I’ve made this year is to move from the museum to the playground. For a long time, I have been the faithful custodian of a special exhibit seldom visited by others–the Monument to Unfulfilled Potential. I have polished it with painstaking care for most of my life. It is pristine in its beauty and is stored under very controlled conditions. The general dust and hubbub and impurities of every day life are held at bay and not allowed to disturb it.

For a long time, I’ve felt that this work, beliefwork, is my special calling, my gift.  Whether it comes from a Higher Power, or is merely me calling to myself (which aren’t mutually exclusive and a topic I might explore in a future post) isn’t that important to me.  What is important to me is that the times I spend working with folks on their beliefs, helping them to move from doubt, fear, anger, bewilderment, and discomfort to a sense of peace, ease, love, purpose, and empowerment are the times I value the most. And, paradoxically, it is this work that I am most likely to push to the side to deal with other “urgent” matters.

So, the work stays in the museum, beautiful in its undisturbed potential (which includes the potential that just maybe I really can’t make a successful go at it). In other words, the prioritization of the other “urgencies” in my life might really just be a mask for fear. So, I’m committing to leaving the rarified air of the exhibit hall and kicking up some dirt in the sandbox.

What about you?  Do you have any areas in your life–or one in particular–that you feel drawn to and yet assiduously avoid? What would happen if you made that a priority and committed to taking perfectly imperfect action to bring it into reality?

C’mon. Let’s play together.