There are times in life in which we are called to a state and stage
that we never would have imagined.
We are the graduate, but not of the formal school.
We had prayed for a life transition and it almost passed unnoticed
until we found ourselves upon that stage.
Symbolic cap on head, with tassel to be moved to the other side.
We have finished the course, and now realize
For every step across the stage, a part must be left behind.
I haven’t written for some time. Much too busy. Busy in a way I had not anticipated.
First, selected to a search committee that had to happen “Now”,
while I was also asked to do a significant talk in October and had begun to plan accordingly.
All was good until one consulting project appeared and then another and by 10 a.m. the following morning a “High Importance” e-mail from an editor for some additional assistance.
Who was I to say “No”?
“No” was never the point in this endeavor. I had been in a state of transition not knowing which way to go. So many things landed at once, I no longer had time to think, and am beginning to realize that was a good thing.
My art is always the answer and above is the shape that emerged. I saw a female graduate, approaching a stage. A swirl of color swarms around her, with an artist’s palette in its wake.
We can never expect to change and carry along with us everything that has been. The graduate, to me, signified a coming to an end of one phase. While the light showed, I would be carried along my way.
I know for some of you readers there is a certain level of resonance in our journeys. I wonder who else is “graduating”, seeing a particular stage coming to an end. And what will be left behind, as you walk across that stage.