love and purpose

Thinking about love lately

How weird it used to feel, and now feels so right

Love people, this includes the ones you work with.  Love them the most sometimes.

I started a new job, after many years at the same one.

At my “old” job, I was well loved.  By many over the years, and many were sad to see me leave, and took the time to tell me I would be missed, and to tell me “I love you”.

Started my new job feeling confident, I understand how teams work, what people need, how to do this.

After not very long, started to feel a lot less confident, seems it is not that easy, that no one likes me,  or trusts me.

So, head down, actions speak louder than words.  You can talk about lots of things, but life depends on the living and showing of things, walking the walk.  A smile, a kind word, a gentle push.

And so, when I realized I had to leave this new job, I also realized that a whole bunch of people now loved me.  They need me/needed me.  They are thriving and blooming with my love.  So leaving was very difficult.  In order to protect myself, and take care of me, I needed to leave, and I did.  But with sadness for the people, who had learned to love me, trust me, and respect me.  And to need me.

Several reached out.  A few weeks passed and I was invited to a party at a staff person’s house.  Not the office party, the “after” party.  Everyone really wants you to come.  So I went.  And they told me how much they love me, and they miss me.

So my truth is, I connect with people, they feel more confident, they feel heard.  And supported.  And challenged. 

I always feel surprised, but also good, when people tell me they love me.  But it is not about me.  It is about them, they love me because I love them.  I see them, hear them, love them.