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Entries in change (6)

Monday
Jun042012

Change

As of July 1, I will be taking a different job in our company. The first meeting with the new team was this morning and transition will continue through June as I transfer my current duties to other people in the old department and get ramped up in the new. It's an exciting time. I've always loved change and this is the best kind. The kind with new people to meet, new things to learn, and new challenges to overcome on the other side.

Change is good.

My realtor called me on Friday with the perfect bungalow to show me. It's the right price, the right size, and in the perfect location. I had to tell her that I have decided not to move now. Besides the crazy hours that will be involved with making this job move, I have other plans for myself now. Dreams that are bigger and better than the perfect home in the perfect location. Actually, they are exactly the perfect bungalow in the perfect location... I've just changed my idea of the perfect location. It's going to take longer to achieve, but oh so worth it. I'm glad the dream has been altered and I'm glad I'm committed to making it come true.

Change is good.

Something has shifted in me this year. I'm not chasing things like I used to. I'm content. I'm hopeful. I'm finding joy in unlikely places. I'm no longer restless or fearful that I'm missing something. I have what I need and then some. I don't know what prompted this difference in mood and spirit but I welcome it. With open arms and an open heart. 

Change is good. 

Thursday
Dec092010

Feeling At Home

My 'regular' at the coffee shop: cinnamon-orange decaf teaI've spent part of every weekend since early November in the neighborhood I'm considering moving to. I've been feeling my way around, driving up and down streets, looking at houses, checking out the locals, walking through the parks. You might say I've been trying out the town to see if it fits and how comfortable it is. The place is winning me over in a big way. 

The owners and managers of the shops I've been in have introduced themselves to me and been so friendly, every time I go to the coffee shop someone engages me in conversation and I even went so far as to join a writers' group that meets at the local independent bookstore.  

I'm sort of moving in without the hassle of cardboard boxes and packing tape. 

Last weekend, I spent the entire afternoon there, enjoying the Christmas Walk in the downtown area. Most of the shops were open, which was a treat because they aren't normally open on Sundays. Everyone was offering specials and sales and free hot drinks and there were singers serenading everyone with Christmas carols on the sidewalk. A horse-drawn trolley took children to see Santa and Mrs. Claus and then everyone gathered at the park to hear Christmas carols by the church choir and watch Santa light the 30' pine in the center of the plaza. And even though it was an all-day event sponsored and primarily attended by the residents of the community, I was welcomed and taken in as though I belonged. It is so unlike the town I live in now, it's hard to describe. I've never felt quite so at home in a place so unfamiliar. It's amazing.

BeforeAfter

Tuesday
Aug102010

Jumbled

My brain feels like the junk drawer we all have in our kitchens. There are a multitude of interesting and silly and misplaced and memorable things jumbled up in there, but I can't get a single idea untangled from the rest to examine it and write a proper post about it.

I want to pull each of them out, one by one, and let you hold them while I tell you the stories of how they came to be but I don't know that I'm ready. Just know that many wonderful things are happening, beautiful people are in my life and all is good. 

For the first time in... five years, maybe?... I feel something deep within that is letting me know that I am just where I need to be, doing exactly what I should be doing. I know without a doubt that things are going to turn out better than I've even dreamed. For the first time in my life, I can say the words, "I am enough," and not only mean them but own them. 

I feel like me again. 

It is all very good. 

Sunday
Jun132010

In Flux

I've heard the phrase, "so-and-so is in a state of flux," all my life. Given the context it was always uttered in, I assumed that it meant the person was facing tremendous change or indecision. It rarely seemed like a positive experience but it also always had a temporary feel to it, as if even in the midst of it, the person knew it would end.

When I was trying to think of how to describe what I've been going through lately, that phrase leapt to mind. And being the lover of words and phrases and their meanings, as I am, I decided to look up what its common definition is. 

However, I typed in the search term incorrectly. I typed in "in flux" instead of "in a state of flux." When the meaning wasn't really close to what I had always assumed it was, I looked again at what I had entered and saw the mistake and corrected it.

According to the freedictionary.com, "in a state of flux" means: "a state of uncertainty about what should be done." So, I was right. But it didn't really ring true once I read it. I don't feel uncertain about what to do. And I hope this isn't temporary. So I went back to the meaning for "in flux."

According to dictionary.com, "in flux" means: "the act of flowing in; the place at which one stream flows into another or into the sea."  Yes, that's more like it. I am doing more, experimenting more, and going more than I have in years. I am trying on activities like I try on shoes... randomly and with abandon. I'm keeping those I like, that feel good and discarding the others. I'm not analyzing any of it. If it feels like something I can walk in, I keep it. I'm keeping the things that fit.

I am experiencing in flux. 

Finally.

Wednesday
Jun022010

Life, Take Two

Sometimes I think the whole Witness Protection thing would be great. I like the idea of moving to a place where I don't know anyone, nobody knows me and being able to start over with a new identity. I could be whoever I wanted to be. My past would no longer exist and I could work toward the future from a brand new vantage point. 

A clean slate.

A fresh start.

A life do-over.

Yes, I quite like the sound of that.

Friday
May282010

Thirteen

Yesterday was my service anniversary at work. It is one of those milestone days, like my birthday, that always causes me to stop and reflect. I like looking back over the years to see how things have changed because it reminds me that even though I may not see differences from day to day, my life isn't stagnant. At times, it's even flourishing.

Thirteen years ago I was ‘over the moon’ excited about going to work at a Fortune 100 corporation. A friend and I had written a research paper our senior year at college about this company and by the time we were done we knew everything from its founding fathers to its current product line. Both of us wanted to work for a company with such a great reputation for integrity and quality. We both succeeded and started here on the same day. I loved everything about the job, especially the commute (seven minutes if I had to sit through the red light). 

I remember I wore suits almost every day. Even when I was told that it wasn’t necessary, that the corporate culture had relaxed into business casual quite a while before, I still wore suits. They made me feel like what I contributed mattered and made me feel more confident than I felt most days. 

The first project I was placed on was huge. It was a multi-year, multi-million dollar effort that impacted every other team in our business unit. The coordination, change and communication efforts dwarfed the monstrous software development effort several times over. I remember feeling like I was part of something that really mattered, that some day what we were doing would be called out as significant on the corporation’s timeline of achievements. All I could see was a future of promise and opportunity. 

Thirteen years later my workday bears no resemblance to the first one. I’ve had ten different jobs and five salary grade bumps since then. I’ve sat in 13 desks in six buildings in three cities. The friend I started with chose to leave the company last year and even though we never worked together, I miss her. My commute is still great though, just twenty minutes unless the construction crews are out.

I haven’t worn a suit to work in years, not since I led a project that required me to address all our marketing vice presidents every quarter. These days I wear nothing but business casual. Some days, even jeans. I can because I am confident that what I contribute matters. I don’t need my wardrobe to hold me up anymore. And that huge first project I was on? The software we developed is already considered legacy and is being replaced by another multi-year, multi-million dollar development effort. The circle of life in technology.

The role I play now is called significant. It impacts and integrates with every other team in our business unit and throughout many others in the enterprise. The coordination, change, communication, negotiation and conflict resolution skills I have had to acquire dwarf several times over what few software development skills I had at one time. I enjoy being part of something that leaders in the company feel brings value. 

It's been a long thirteen years that have gone by in an instant. If you asked me where I will be thirteen years from now, I couldn't say. I do know that the future still holds promise and opportunity. How it unfolds is yet to be seen.