“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” – Anais Nin
That day came and went for me, over and over again for several years. The bud began to rot inside, starved from light and unable to grow.
This is one of the reasons why I recently left a relatively secure and stable job as an executive director so that I could launch an online school for my progressive friends around the world. That particular job was occupying too much of my intellectual and emotional space, distorting the boundaries and destroying the terrain.
At the same time, I felt like the queen of a complacent little island while the whole rest of the world raged on fire. I realized within my soul a burning desire to more meaningfully serve humanity. And so I lovingly descended from my precious throne, only to swim through uncertain waters and encounter red eyed rabid crocodiles whose greatest pleasure would be to eat me alive. With the island further and further from view, I risk being burned and consumed; drowned and eaten alive.
Goodbye, Family Connection. Hello world.