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And…we’re back.

It’s been almost 7 months since my last post. I won’t bother with excuses. Suffice to say, I’ve been busy sweating and toiling trying to realize some of the philosophies I only pontificated about last year. This post is less of a triumphant return to blogging and more of a casual greeting to friends I haven’t hung with in a while.

So, hello.

In the past several months, my life has been in an almost constant state of flux. I feel like I’m being melted down and remade into a better me. The transformation is still happening and I’m looking forward to eventually establishing a New Normal. I’ve started and stopped two significantly stressful jobs (at non-profits), and now I’m in Tulsa, Oklahoma training to be a urban teacher for Teach for America. Essentially, it’s a boot camp for guerrilla educators. My mind is a barely-zippable, overpacked suitcase, crammed full of new facts and statistics, voodoo pedagogy, names of new acquaintances and authors whose writings I should ingest sooner than later.

People often ask, “How is it there in Tulsa.?” They mean well. It’s difficult to answer with equal parts excitement for a new chapter in life and unrivaled homesickness. I usually answer, ‘It’s OK,’ (silently congratulating myself for making a clever pun). In truth, I am thrilled to be actualizing a plan that has been over a year in the works. I am willing to put myself through the unpaid rigor and strain of 5am wake-ups and midnight bedtimes for weeks straight for the benefit of children here in Tulsa. I’m tolerate of the massive info-dumps that are ever-present when emails and soft copies would kill less trees and less hours. I’m more or less a willing participant in the rounds and rounds of ‘reflection sessions’ that TFA seems to revel in when most of us prefer to process internally and alone.

I sure do miss home. It’s been about a month since I’ve seen my home and those I care for most. Every day that passes I feel myself becoming more calloused and steeled from the emotions of home-sickness. It’s a survival instinct, I presume. No matter the ‘fun’ that might occur here, it’s still occurring 243 miles from the people and places that inspire me and replenish my energies. This is why I normally prefer short vacations or ‘stay-cations.’ I love being home.

The good news is: every hour that passes I’m closer to completing this summer program and returning to Kansas City.

 

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Take Another Step. Then Take Another.

I’m getting better about seizing opportunities that matter. I’ve learned to concern myself less with not failing and more with taking those simple first steps. If my life was a TV series, this current season is much more action-oriented and exciting —  less philosophical and sappy than the last.

Sometimes it is that simple. Sometimes victory is in the first step

I had a job interview the other day. I dressed up, drafted my current resumé, and drove down to the job fair. I filled out the paperwork,  waited in line, and sat through the interview, choking down my nervousness. For the record, the interview went well (I should hear from them soon), but I’ m most proud that I went through the paces, after so many days of….not doing that.

The results are the least important part. The most important part is preparing, showing up and then doing it again and again if necessary.

It does not matter if the goal is creative, physical, financial, spiritual, interpersonal, or occupational. We may not know the gigantic, world-changing, master plan, but we all have a step to take today.

Take a step. Then another. Then another. Then another. (So on and so forth).

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