So, this past week was pretty standard. I almost had a full week of class, but a snow storm snatched away Statistics at the last minute. Some are still waiting for power to be restored.
In the midst of the madness, I was blessed to be safe, maintain power, and secure extra time to get work done and have some fun with friends. As always, God is fantastic; the Creator's power seems to never shut down my life. I'm not afraid to continue to be publicly grateful.
A few points of reflection: in my Pro-Seminar class this week, as part of an assignment, we were asked to bring in an item that represents who we are in this process. I knew I didn't want to just bring in anything; I really wanted to bring something that captured the essence of the question to me. After rummaging through ideas, on an unrelated excursion I stuck my hand in my purse and discovered an item that was nothing but perfect. Right there, in the little zipper portion of my bag, sharing a small space with other random gadgets, was a compact mirror in the shape of a heart that I got from a friend's party. I was excited about the simple, yet poignant statement: Love & Reflection! Perfect.
Beyond any research ambitions or PhD title and degree, the idea of being able to consistently take an honest and loving look at myself, and simultaneously reflect love back at the world of others, captures the essence of how I want to show up in everything that I do; the heart shaped mirror was the perfect logo for my life presence and purpose.
On Saturday, I attended a Samba dance class with one of my cohort members. While I chickened out and chose to watch from the sidelines, I still had an awesome time as part of the community for the day. Ironically, the instructor set the tone for the class by inviting participants to allow love and joy to be their guiding mantra for the session. The room quickly filled with a contagious energy as everyone heeded the call to let love and joy ooze freely from every pore of their bodies through movement. There was a mirror that seemed divinely placed in the room that created a dynamic exchange; as the dancers emitted love and joy, they received, and were energized by their reflection. The fusion of Brazilian music and the energy in the atmosphere had me on the verge of bursting into movement from my seat. Even in my non-participation as a dancer, I couldn't contain the power of love and joy that partner danced with my spirit.
As I left the class, I thought, what a powerful way for the universe to reflect that it shared in my vision, dug my purpose, and has solicited others to help progress the movement. Essentially, sticking my hand in a junky purse rendered such a huge treasure; that compact, heart-shaped mirror ignited a series of events affirming the power of love and reflection... I was able to experience it all as God kept the light on in my life, in the midst of a storm and blackout.
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