Today during my morning meditation I asked my inner being again…what is my greatest passion? A thought entered my mind: Don’t forget that you need to sign up for that conference Christine texted you about. Teaching, I love my job. I have been a teacher for fourteen years, but I was a teacher long before that. When I was a little girl, I would create fake classrooms in my mind and I would be both student and teacher. I would read a spelling list to my stuffed animals and then take each individual spelling test as the various students and then grade each one, closely checking for mistakes.
As I went through public school, I was inspired by the good teachers who made a difference and driven by terrible teachers who should have left the profession long ago, and I dropped my dream of being a writer to teach. I wanted to make a difference. I knew that my love of teaching students and not necessarily the content was my greatest asset to offer.
I am passionate about finding ways to help my students learn. I have taken so many workshops, read so many books, and worked tirelessly on lessons and enjoyed it immensely. This conference (that popped suddenly to mind this morning) was offered to me months ago, but the district wasn’t sure it was going to pay for it. Yesterday I found out they approved it in the budget and that I need to sign up ASAP.
Could this be passion number 1? It seems so simple. Could the exact thing I chose as my career be one of the greatest passions in my life? Was I expecting a bolt of lightening and a burning bush to lead me where I need to go? Like writing, I have lost the thread over the last few years. As I tried to juggle my new life as a single parent, many of the things I love doing have fallen by the wayside. Now that things are settling down, getting back to being a strong teacher feels me with excitement. Creating new lessons and ways to reach my students have always been sources of great pleasure for me. I have enjoyed the things that have worked out and also the ones that didn’t.
Perhaps this workshop in August is just the kick start I need before the new school year to start to focus again on my career. Yes, this feels good. This feels like a start and a positive step in the right direction.
Trust. Trust. Trust.