poetry, prose, and photography
My life: currently in transition. The current job comes to end in five weeks. So I actively seek my next opportunity. It’s there. I feel it. I’m excited about what the future holds. Yet, I don’t know where it is. Uncertainty presents challenges, certainly. I write more about that here.
Now dawn’s approaching
Soon the demands of work speak
Enjoy the silence
A fly in my cup
Bereft of life and motion
Tea in a new cup
Nervousness wakes me
A meeting with high pressure
I’m lacking self-trust
Our job? Just be focused on the present, on the now. There’s plenty to learn by DOING.
Anyway, welcome to the middle of the week. Let’s go doing something wonderful!
Upon work’s altar
Our lives are a sacrifice
A worthy exchange?
I’ve been thinking about work and our relationship to it.
This strange thing, Thursday
Near the end of the workweek
But without respite
Embracing my fear
Stepping into the unknown
So much I don’t know
I realized this morning how much I’ve struggled with my new job. I’m in a new industry and doing very different work. And i’s been a long time since I’ve stretched myself like this. It’s been fearful, but good. I need to push myself forward. It’s far too easy to settle into easy, no risk, safe work. I need to push through that fear and keep growing, stay alive and vibrant.
A lovely day of sun
Sitting at this desk in back
Clicking my keyboard
Changing the world
Much like changing a diaper
Stinky, with rewards
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 