This week wrapped my first “big girl” job and I feel much like the big, burly bear above. I’ve emerged from the cave, stretched wide but still need to stop every so often for a snooze. I could move into an earth/springtime metaphor, the options really are endless this time of year, but I’ll spare you.
So, yeah. I’ve learned a great deal the past nine months in nonprofit management:
- Earning a salary is real nice
- Healthcare is a transformational field
- Nurses are the most compassionate badasses around
- Sitting at a desk for nine hours a day kills me slowly inside
- If it doesn’t light you up you’re not the right person for the job
While I don’t know what my next move is, I know removing myself from a toxic workplace and returning to center within is more progress than I could ever make “sticking it out” somewhere that I don’t belong.
I’m on the first step looking upwards and it feels real nice.
Most recently I’ve begun taking stock of why I moved to Seattle in the first place. Part of what drew me here was the thriving art/creative scene and sense of community found throughout the diverse neighborhoods. Another is the abundance of natural beauty surrounding the city.
While I’ve begun tapping into exploring the great Pacific Northwest thanks to dating Bryan, Washington native and mountaineer extraordinarie. What I hadn’t done at all in a year’s time is get involved, with anything other than meeting Bryan and job transitions. Not to diminish finding great love but I still long for feeling connected in other ways… making friends, finding a community, being of service, developing my art.
I didn’t move 3,000 miles away from everyone I love to be complacent. This was a real wakeup call a few weeks ago, “what the heck are you doing, HB?” I’d taken the leap, landed, put some roots down but building had stalled.
With all this rolling around in my head, I reached out to a girl I was following on Instagram who posted a photo about a women’s writing workshop she’d taken. We exchanged emails then phone numbers and BOOM! I’d made a wonderful new friend who happens to be a beautiful black and white street photographer with two self-published books. Yeah, she’s kind of a force.
Gari then introduced me to a host of other fabulous, likeminded creatives working on a community art based project. (More on that later!)
Suddenly, through one simple connection, my network grew exponentially.
And that’s where I’m at right now, folks. I’ve been interviewing like a madwoman for nanny positions and recently accepted a part-time summer position caring for an adorable 8 month-old girl and 3 year-old boy. Ideally I’d like to find another position to supplement the other two days of the workweek but for now I am welcoming the opportunity to develop and explore this newfound creative side, and just get back to taking care of myself.
Here’s to S P A C E.
And the F R E E D O M to take it.