Thursday, March 03, 2011

That Old Feeling...It's Back

I've had it before, and it is not to be ignored. It begins as a restlessness and a faint sense that something needs to happen. It comes, at first, as a whisper, and I believe it comes from my soul. It tells me that it needs something. It tells me  that it needs me to do something. One time it led to me leaving medical practice. Another time it led me to teaching. Now it is saying, "There is more in you, and there is more for you to do."

This calling often involves serendipity. It was an emergency surgery that let me slow down enough to hear the whispers to change my life. This time the whispers have come alone...until now. Political and financial goings on here in Wisconsin suggest there may be no adjunct teaching jobs at the universities after this semester. It could mean that I would have no teaching appointment and....well....and I would need/want to find other things to do. This time, however, the whispers have not (yet) given me a clue as to what it is I am destined to do. Not even an idea in which arenas that might be.

This is a scary and, at the same time, a delicious situation because it tells me that in spite of my age I am still in the game and have more to contribute. I wonder what it will turn out to be.

Paddle safe...
DS

8 comments:

JohnB said...

You are certainly in the GAME! Should you find yourself no longer shaping young minds with the medical stuff, I've got some ideas for you. Will discuss over some single malt whiskeys next week (don't worry they are not as a contestant on wipe out).

Silbs said...

Thanks...and I would welcome both the advise and the whiskey.

aviram said...

Here we say-when the door is closed- the window will be open.
I am sure it will work for u.

Silbs said...

Aviram, thank you. We say when one door closes another opens

JohnB said...

Just don't let the door hit you in the ass while waiting for the other to open--it may just propel you through that open window (head first).

aviram said...

When it is written - Aviram, actualy- it is me, Avital. Aviram is my second son. Don't know how he got in...

suzette said...

i don't know you, but i certainly think that you will never be out of the game.

tennessee has lots of good whiskey and lots of good waterways for canoeing. if you ever want to find something else to do, we here in the smokies love a visitor.

i must admit, i think whiskey filled folks would make excellent contestants on wipe out. :)

Silbs said...

I remember wandering the roads of the smokies with my 4x5 view camera. Awesome stuff. If I am every headed that way I shall let you know. Sipping whiskey, Hmmmmm