Transition is a
creative process. Not too different from
what a writer or artist goes though, it begins with creating a Vision for what
you want your Transition to be.
For me, preparing
to close my service in Peace Corps Mexico, my first step was to visualize: What did I want for my New DC Life?
Note that I’d toyed
with staying on in Mexico, getting a university teaching job and forging ahead
with my sustainability projects. But I
got clear pretty quick that it wasn’t time for that. Life north of the border was calling me. I was cautiously optimistic: How could I create the life I loved there –
while preserving, even leveraging, all that I learned in Mexico?
This questioning
and musing is EXACTLY what Step One of the Visioning Process is all about.
There are many
creative techniques. Those more
left-brained might prefer brainstorming with words and tables, right brained
more drawing or collaging. I could
devote a blog post to this, and I might.
But for now suffice it to say, the most important aspects of Visualization
include:
- The Inquiry – asking poignant questions
- The Space – allocating time and energy to muse and paying attention
- Refraining from Judgment – allowing the ideas to flow without criticism (there will be plenty of time for that down the transition road)
- What’s important to me?
- What is my heart’s desire?
- What’s calling my attention?
- What gets me up in the morning?
- Where do I see myself thriving?
The answer may be a
concrete action – like I want to write the great American novel. It may have a more amorphous quality – I want peace in my life. Or it may be a patchwork quilt of various elements. The answer may
come immediately – or it may take some time.
For me, journaling is
the key. I’ve kept a diary since I was
in Junior High – a way of capturing raw thoughts and making sense of myself and
the world. With journaling you save a lot of time that
you might otherwise waste talking with friends who really cannot help at this
stage. This is your process. It’s important, not self-indulgent. It’s the
way to find your path so you can be at your best in this world. It’s a wise investment in your future.
Put a question at
the top of the page and fill in the blank with words, without criticism,
editing or second-guessing – make it a timed-writing and don’t pick-up the
pen. Go for 15 minutes. Look at it the next day – circle what
resonates with a highlighter. Keep Post-it notes around and notate ideas that
arise in the moment – then add them to the visualization pile.
Here’s a sample journal
entry from September 2012. Still in the Peace Corps in Mexico, anticipating my
close of service, I was getting a jump on the Visioning process:
So wistful for a change of scenery – this feeling of
the open road – the open ocean. Funny,
with such big wide open spaces in this part of central Mexico, stretches of
arid land, desert expanses to the horizon…I feel trapped.
I went to the front of the bus yesterday to ask the
driver to turn down the horrible video about fighting robots – and I was
astonished at the scene out the front windshield – endless, open sky and our
tiny human path cut through the wall of foothills.
I’m not paying attention. I’m as isolated as a Mexican behind my
cinderblock walls – where it’s safe, quiet, clean and orderly. And I can play Sunday jazz on my itunes.
Interesting. Adapting, surviving, becoming/going native, by
pushing the rest of the world away? Sometimes this is necessary – it has been,
for my sustainability, for completion of my Peace Corps commitments and work with
the Zama Mamas. It with writing at time
too.
But right now I’m dying for the open road, the open
sea. I keep
coming back to this images of me as the fish, getting into the flow of the
writing, the openness of the sea, the wind, the water – finding a quiet rhythm,
cleansing me – getting on the path with a good plan and draft underway – not
wavering about what am I writing: but
committing and going forward, writing chapters, maintaining the clear intention
toward overall completion.
Not
getting distracted by all that I’m NOT doing – all the conferences or job
opportunities or consulting gigs I may be missing out on. Letting go of all that – knowing it will be there when I am
done. I have
the power to choose.
I have a longer-range ‘heart’s desire’ too – that is
evolving – and will go on my poster – but the shorter term transitional desire
is for sea, sun, reflection, cleansing, writing, Oaxanan mole y mescal….and getting
sweet closure in Mexico.
This morning I awoke with an image in my head: on a road trip, pulling into a gas station,
refilling the tank, getting a to-go cup of coffee, the circle of steam it
creates on the windshield as we pull-out onto the open road again into the
future. Where to – the beach? The West? Yes,
it feels wistful, open, West. I’m taking
a cross-country tour in the Ruby Sub, stopping in towns in America Norte to
present my story about sustainability!
Let this process go
on for a few weeks. Your regular life
will not stop – and need not. You have
completion to do before you can dive into the next new thing. But it’s important to devote a few hours each
week to the muse.
This process of dreaming,
journaling and notating led me to a rather messy draft list ideas with some envisioned shifts indicated with arrows:
·
Reconnection –
with friends and professional colleagues and interest groups
·
Socializing,
music, dance, romance, fun!
·
Sense of --> Abundance
·
Mi Hovel --> Mi Casa MtP – a sustainable house renovation
– sustainability continues with ME!
·
Journal Writing --> Book writing, completion of a work
·
Mi Isolacion --> My voice in the world, my experience in Peace Corps, Goal
3!
·
Learning/struggling
with Spanish --> speaking/using my the language/cultural
understanding and sharing it
·
Tolerance --> Respect, Recognition, Advocacy!
·
Solo yoga y
Meditation --> Sangha/community
·
Spinning in
Claudia’s gym --> cycling in Rock Creek Park again
· Corona --> Champagne
Beneath this raw
Spanglish list there was a lot of wisdom – I had to trust that – and my coach
Leslie would be a big help.
Vamos adalante, forward we go…