Creating Prime-Connections with Your ‘Inner Child’
Feeling stressed? Overloaded? Just plain stuck in a rut?
Recently, I made a career choice to leave a work environment that no longer served me-to embrace self-care and self-discovery. As a prime Type A personality, I have achieved much: a happy, long-term marriage, a successful son, a terminal degree in education from which I have educated over 1,000 global graduates to date and have helped thousands on their personal journeys to fulfillment. All these experiences were awesome! Most recently, as also having a healthcare background, I was primary caregiver and executor of my parents’ estate. Whereas I don’t regret one instant of any of these milestones, I found that my project management was based more on others. My personal health, well-being and dreams were deferred to later, always someday. So, I took the plunge and resigned without a plan! Wow, as a self-described project manager, this choice was like jumping off a cliff without a lifeline. However, I began to use the same encouragement that I coached others with on myself during their times of transition. As such, my prime-connection with the Universe would surely sustain and prosper me. Surely my well-loved prime-connections with those in my inner circle and those in the periphery would support me. Indeed, I have done some reflective ‘gardening’ – planting, pruning and weeding of many of these prime-connections of people places and things, I have found this concept to be true.
This time, I am not forging ahead at warp speed. Rather, I am waiting for revelation to come to me.
I am training myself to be more focused, more purposeful.
Purging out the old and embracing my current status.
Truth of the matter is that I have been in this place before, but not with this same peace and not with the pace. I have known my next steps for at least a decade, but the timing was off; the pathway was not clear. Unbeknownst to me, I used that knowledge to prepare. I found certain characteristics of jobs and activities that brought me great joy. I read books and attended lectures that I have now discovered are paramount for future endeavors.
As I wait for total engagement of the next leg of my journey, purposefully creating prime-connections with my ‘inner child’ eases the stress of seemingly standing still in real time. Sitting still was never was a trait of my adulthood. But in my childhood – especially during the summer months, I was known to read a book for hours, ride my bike endlessly, laugh, enjoy being outdoors, camp, engage fully in group activities, and could mindfully just kick back and just breathe. I am now revisiting the phenomenon of time spent differently. Exercising, meditating, reading, sitting on the deck, reading, and learning in a multitude of ways are now more frequent practices. Going to animated films at the movie theater, blowing bubbles, creating fun events, and just plain being silly has become sound methods of self-care and inspiration.
Don’t wait until there is a juncture in the road that dictates your fate.
Take a few moments, breathe and reflect on the impact making prime-connections with your inner child just might make your journey more meaningful!
I was gifted with courtside basketball tickets. I must say, the prime-connecting perspectives from courtside were impressive and rich! The game was tied at half time. Players entering in and periodically stepping off court to take the bench. The crowds were shouting, coaches’ voices were raised with their arms flailing and fingers pointing to identify best practices of each of their respective players.
What was most impressive was the reactions and the responses of the players from both teams, who lined up for the foul shots, each side of the basket, with every other member being an opponent. I listened throughout these foul opportunities which were not foul at all. Rather, opponents encouraged each other to make the shot and take the rebound! Several congratulated their rivals on plays well-done by extending their hands-a quick pat to the shoulder or backside, and then off to fight for the ball with the intention to score. Some had clear shots, making 3 point shots often. Others had that same opportunity, but passed the ball to another to take that very same shot. Additionally, coaches were making individual player corrections which were responded to with nod of respect and affirmation of the message received, with appropriate actions following.
Collaborative prime-connections demonstrated by both teams raised both scores to well over 100 points each and the game went into overtime. Although some players may have had more opportunity to score than others, each of the players’ names on both teams were mentioned often and no one name was mentioned particularly more than any other. Each player on each team shared the glory throughout the game, although both teams rivaled hard until the very end.
When I reflect on this example of sportsmanship, this is the kind of team I want to be a part of – at work and at play. Prime-connectors that value their team mates as individuals, know each other’s skills, cheer each team member on to success, and who share the loss together or celebrate the win together. Yet, this is no easy endeavor. Surely, connecting to this level takes coaching, practice, discipline and repetition, but what was most appreciated and evident by each player was the gratitude of being able to play a game each one loved.
Indeed, the love of the game was the prime-connector among all the team members which fueled all other these other positive behaviors. The courtside lesson I take from these players is: Redefining where my ‘love’ lies in any activity? And yours? When life gets muddled, revisit the former ‘loves’ of your life. Dare to get back into the game! Purpose will be renewed, new prime-connections will be made, old prime-connections will be made new, and joy will be restored. Take a shot-find your love of ‘the game’ again!
My sister sees me as ‘Wonder Woman’. Imagine that!
Truly, my life is full, mostly with educational endeavors with adult learners and with the care-taking pursuits of two elderly Moms. Although my profession is an adult educator, I find, my life these days is as a learner. As such, life take the form of a self-propelled boot camp with many forks in the road, few of which are pleasant. Taking the road less traveled , I become the leader of those yet to experience these life issues. One foot in front of the other, learning from these difficult life problem-solving opportunities, then encouraging those who are just beginning this arduous journey provides additional purpose.
Exhausting work that might be better equipped by embodying a super hero physique with great accessories.
Selfless work that is rarely recognized by others. I often wonder, to what end? When will it all end?
But my focus is not on the exact end time or place, but rather how it will end.
And the ending will be as best as it can be if I enact my superpowers to intervene and advocate.
Indeed, I have learned to behave like a super hero-one win, no matter how small, is a win.
Life issues are not resolved in a day. Rather, small victories are won daily through small well-planned actions, plans and to-do lists. Indeed, superheroes do not route out all evil in one encounter. Just as one villain is arrested, another crops up-more sinister than the last. Each foe is studied to create strategy towards defeat.
Nevertheless, superheroes also know their kryptonite. Superheroes rally other super heroes, discovered through taking the time to research and to develop these prime-connections before the onslaught. Fighting issues through working collaboratively with every super hero focusing on their best selves/skills as part of the endeavor, fuels the hope of success.
Action is applied, results are analyzed, weapons are identified and sharpened. The tool box for the next encounter continues to grow. Surely, we superheroes will live to fight another day, win these battles one victory at a time!
Are you waiting for ‘a sign’?
In Biblical days, people put out a fleece looking for a sign to determine purpose and direction. From my perspective, few truly arrive at a set point created by the self. The path is often not clear. People, places and things can either clutter, or can pave life’s pathways. For some, the road is decisive: full speed ahead! For others, life occurs with happenstance. Serendipity, or the road less taken, defines the journey.
Those of my prime-connections who are on the direct path arrive sooner; achieve their goals quicker and often times with more monetary gain. But, few stay satisfied. They wonder, ‘Is this all there is’? The serendipitously connected find joy in the journey but are left wondering, ‘Did I achieve my purpose’?
On a recent vacation, the plaque ‘Give the dream a wake-up call’ grabbed my attention. Is this a sign for me? If not a personal sign, then surely over 100 new readers to the prime-connections.com website within the last few months (without a new blog in several years) certainly is! I remember the dream I had when this site was created. The dream was to acknowledge, appreciate, and applaud the purposeful prime-connections in my life and to serve as a reflective guidepost to enlighten and to renew the human spirit of the reader.
As a major life shift is rapidly approaching, ideas of possible next steps are swirling about. This next piece of the adventure will embrace uncharted experiences at a new pace based on former familiarity. What are the next steps in the journey? Will I achieve my purpose?
My husband wisely advises ‘stay quiet and wait for a sign’.
One of my graduates posted on Face Book that his father had undergone surgery hundreds of miles away and was having a very difficult recovery. I watched for my friend’s Facebook posts and messaged encouraging words of support for several weeks. Finally, his father, Papa Frank, was able to return to his hometown and we rejoiced! However, his recovery was short lived. Shortly another post announced that Papa Frank had passed away.
I attended the funeral Mass which was held in our hometown’s biggest cathedral. Upon entering, I was comforted by the peace of the church and the beautiful but profound aroma of abundant Easter flowers. It was a small gathering of family and friends. From the homily and from the stories from the grandchildren, I felt that I knew Papa Frank, but alas I had never met the man! These stories were outpourings of bittersweet experiences of a very robust life of an Italian immigrant. How strong were these bonds formed by taking the time to create prime connections through story telling! The grandchildren had never ventured to Italy, but through Papa Frank’s mentoring, cooking and storytelling, these youngsters inherited quite a legacy!
As the Mass ended, I was approached by another attendee. This person and I had a tumultuous relationship that ended badly. We chatted briefly offering and accepting each others’ heartfelt apology. Indeed, it had been 7 years since I had seen this person, but I had thought about this person and the situation many times over the years. What an amazing day! I went to connect with a friend in grief and I left without the grief of a relationship that went wrong. Connecting during an emotional time which seemed rather inopportune, created an opportunity for one prime connection to heal another!