Footprints on the Mountainside

I see interest in our activities from all kinds of people - corporates, schools and other educational institutions, adult organizations and clubs, individual people in search of adventure, people who wish for counseling for their children/families…..

Its just me, and a whole new array of directions for growth, for making a meaningful difference in people’s lives. Its a heady feeling. It also scares me on some level, as I don’t really know if I can do all this justice. If I can live up to the belief that people have invested in me.

Thank you everyone for your continuing support and being there with your suggestions as well as walking with me as we venture together into exciting new terrain. This spirit of adventure in you, in me, is what makes this whole thing worthwhile.

I’m turning into a poet. After the scorching, humid summer months, I have heavy rain outside my window as I sit to write this. The wind is strong and brings in a spray of refreshing droplets of this celebration. I can smell the wet earth and see hardly anything outside the window beyond my jamun tree that literally touches the window, the rain is that strong.

The tree seems to be very happy though. Its leaves are fresh and green and wet. It sways in the strong wind. Blurry beyond it is the road and the people and vehicles on it, getting a thorough washing after months of dirt and pollution. As the rain stops, I see a fresh world becoming visible. Gone is the weary drag of everything. The air is crisp, everything looks fresh. Its time to welcome the monsoon again.

This is an interesting life I have. Just as I begin to believe things are sorted and settled, a new twist comes up. Just as I begin thinking of myself as average, I see how I am exceptional. This time is no different.

I had gone to attend the Phase B of my professional development programme as a T-Group facilitator with the Indian Society for Applied Behavioural Science, and expected to have a steep learning curve full of struggle and difficulties and discovering things that are not nice about myself to have to deal with and work through to emerge victorious and was prepared for all the melodrama. I was surprised to find myself flowing with the learning, discovering new horizons of learning and awareness.

I am now in the internship that precedes the acceptance by the board members into the professional membership and faculty at ISABS.