If you haven't already, you really need to watch Sports Night. Aaron Sorkin probably has his issues, but he gets it right so very often. In this episode, Quo Vadimus , the staff are forced to consider the questions of "where are we going?" and "where am I going?" It isn't always pretty, but it is always powerful.
And, that's the question that confronts me. What's next? Where am I going? The universe is giving me sign after sign that I need to answer these questions. I know that I need new challenges, and yet, I feel like I have boxed myself in. Or perhaps I need new challenges, and I am adequately rooted that I can take risks. Or something in between.
Is this the same question as "where do I belong?" Perhaps moving on is more like moving forward, and does not require leaving. (She said, with hope in her heart.) I do know a few things. I love academia, even though it will drive a person right 'round the bend sometimes. I love philanthropy and nonprofits and people who work to change the world.
I want to live in the south again, I'm pretty sure. I definitely -maybe- want to be out of DeKalb. it certainly wouldn't pain me to never again experience a midwestern winter. And yet, it's not that simple. I also feel rooted here. I love my
house. It's in no shape to be left, at this point. But more
importantly, leaving it would feel like unfinished business. I have
friends and commitments here. But the friends I would carry with me,
right?
How do you know when you're rooted and how do you distinguish that from being stuck? The first must come with a feeling of peace and contentment, and the latter must come with a feeling of frustration or at least resignation. But these feelings aren't binary; that's the facile dream of self-help books. This is real, and the feelings are mixed.
In the meantime, I am proceeding as though I am both staying and leaving. THIS is a little crazy-making!
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