The spiritual direction training officially starts this evening. I’m excited, nervous, a little apprehensive and I’m so very happy to be embarking on this journey, this new phase in my life. I’m glad I’m a little nervous to be honest. It tells me there’s something more to come, I don’t ‘know it all’ and that has been quite obvious since I’ve started reading the books associated with these first two sets of classes for this session.
The sensation I get is like I’ve walked close to this path; I’ve crossed it a few times, but I haven’t been on it. There is a subtle yet vast difference in the way of being as a spiritual director (companion) as opposed to a coach or grief recovery specialist or a minister. It’s all related, has similarities but it’s the differences in the intention and way of being that are especially exciting to me. I can see where I’ve been missing the mark, and the times I’ve hit it. And it is humbling. I’m glad to be a beginner and to be entering this with a beginner mind set, open to learn and be surprised and be blessed.
Hmm, come to think of it, that’s not a bad way to approach every single day, is it?
Namaste
