I'm not sure what that was about. Was is at Brixham and that's why I'm back here? Who knows!
Since my marriage separation I've explored a spirituality that's viewed as alternative, or indeed complete tosh, by some. I also spend time with The Prof a bit these days as I'm helping her implement a research project that designed to be as robust as possible from an academic perspective. I tease her, saying I've come to decisions based on my 'evidenced based' angel cards or the swing of a pendulum. 'What the hell am I doing hanging out with you!' she says.
Those prophecies about being a healer may have come true, played out in the arena of mainstream healthcare. At times, it seems no less a spiritual pathway for being conventional. For instance there was a time just before Christmas I 'connected' with an elderly man. His perceptions were awry due to multiple strokes. I sat on the carpet, stroked his hands and looked into his eyes as I talked slowly. He repeatedly and gently asked me if I was okay. And then I got a smile. 'That's the first time he's done that in ages.' said his family. 'Did you realise that you were probably sitting in wee?' remarked my student, who'd come on the visit with me. 'No matter.' I replied. 'Clothes can be washed.'
When I can forget the cumbersome paperwork or I'm not bogged down in trying to find services for someone in an overstretched health and social care environment I am very content in my job. Yesterday was very satisfying indeed. I saw four people on caseload and came away knowing that I'd made a positive difference in each and every case. Could it be that days like these are so fulfilling because I am aligned to my life purpose?