Leap, and the Net Will Appear
Earlier this week I was talking with one of my staff about my decision to at least start this MFA program and see how it goes. She's an artist who works 20 hours per week in addition to freelance writing in order to have enough cash to support herself and her art. She also has an MBA and was CFO of a big-ass company out in Boston for years before deciding to change the shape of her life. She said that it has been a rewarding path -- a bit tough at times because she never has a lot of money, but she finds that she always has enough. We've talked before about making contracts with your soul, and she said that once she did that, she has been supported in everything she has done. (PS, her art is *phenomenal*.)
So, my main ulterior motive in actually trying to do the MFA is that I really just want to write better poems. The other ulterior motive is that I want to get back on track doing something with my work-time that meshes with my life-work -- and I deeply suspect that it will be going back to teaching, and that this time I do want to go back to the private schools. That's the kind of work I'm best at, and as my new position is currently devoid of anything that even resembles teaching, I have discovered that I miss it. Terribly.
This morning I gave a three-minute talk at the local Chamber of Commerce breakfast. The goal was to talk about my program, and volunteering, and to find a space to host an event we want to do in late winter. At the end of the breakfast someone walked up to me with a business card and a note saying their organization would love to host our event.
Who was it? The head of school at one of the local fancy-pants private schools.
Score!
Edit: Oh, and as a reminder to myself I dug up this.
So, my main ulterior motive in actually trying to do the MFA is that I really just want to write better poems. The other ulterior motive is that I want to get back on track doing something with my work-time that meshes with my life-work -- and I deeply suspect that it will be going back to teaching, and that this time I do want to go back to the private schools. That's the kind of work I'm best at, and as my new position is currently devoid of anything that even resembles teaching, I have discovered that I miss it. Terribly.
This morning I gave a three-minute talk at the local Chamber of Commerce breakfast. The goal was to talk about my program, and volunteering, and to find a space to host an event we want to do in late winter. At the end of the breakfast someone walked up to me with a business card and a note saying their organization would love to host our event.
Who was it? The head of school at one of the local fancy-pants private schools.
Score!
Edit: Oh, and as a reminder to myself I dug up this.