I’ve been a long-way-home kinda gal since I was young. Over the last couple of years, I have brought my camera with me on my travels down the road less taken. The Long Way Home Series shares the best of that gypsy spirit with you by offering up the treasures I have found along the way.
Two years ago, my artist hubby, Eric, and I went to Portland and Washington. I had been invited to the Association for Creativity in Counseling Conference as a presenter and as a recipient of the ACC Graduate Student Award. It was my first trip to the Pacific Northwest. Before I even left for the trip, I had already fallen in love with the idea of this part of the country. Sharing it with my artist hubby made it even more special.
The conference was very intimate. I spent time rubbing elbows with some of the thought leaders in the field of creativity in the helping professions. Going in as a recent graduate, my mind reeled with all the possibility that the conference offered. I met professors, published writers, expressive art therapists, students, and counselors.
Today as I am pulling these pictures out, I keep wondering why share these pictures with you now, two years later. I think it must be as a way of making sense out of the very high point in my journey that slowly took an unexpected turn from counselor track to life coach track. My intention in showing pictures for the Long Way Home Series was simply to share all the photos I have taken over the last several years. But “Long Way Home” means something more to me today as I shift my career track.
Many, many years ago….nearly 20 years ago….I had a dream of working with people to help them connect with their creative spirits, to help them heal enough that they might risk sharing a drawing, a poem, a dance, or a play with the world. I got excited about the idea of using creativity to explore the healing of their expressive self. I went down the road of studying counseling to learn how to help, but somewhere along the way, I realized that modality…that approach….didn’t match how I wished to work with people. So I have shifted my studies to coaching and am feeling so much more in sync with my original dream…..so much more at home.
I will soon be offering life coaching sessions. I can’t tell you how much peace it brings me to have the opportunity to nurture my dream in this space….this space that is made for the tending of dreams….mine and yours.
Counseling and life coaching are like sisters in a way. Some traits they share, and some are unique to them. And for me, I like to imagine that they have a healthy relationship with one another, know how to support one another, understand each others’ gifts and know what their boundaries are. And just like with real sisters, I think there is room for creativity with each, and I am looking forward to exploring the ways I can use creativity with the coaching partners I am working with.
Whew….I didn’t intend for all this to come forward, but that is the beauty of journaling, or in this case blogging. You start off with an inkling of an idea and when you walk away you have fleshed out the bulk of its essence.
I hope knowing the history behind these pictures and the deep place in my heart this journey to the Northwest holds helps you understand a bit more about where I am today…..how I am exactly where I am meant to be, doing what I am meant to do, in a way that makes me feel extremely blessed. And even though it has taken me nearly two decades to get here, I don’t regret a bit of it. The journey is what life is all about and for me, this journey has taken me the Long Way Home.
This is just a sliver of the beauty I experienced on this monumental trip. Hope you enjoyed!