I tinkle

Like a little bell.  Just a soft sound, easily lost in the flow of air through which I am gliding along, but it is there anyway.  Just me, and the tiny sound of me making a small difference.  I know that I have never had any significant effect on any person or place or anything, much less on the whole world.  And, that is fine with me.  As long as I am not hurting anyone or anything I am totally cool with that.  If I can be helpful to someone once in a while I like that very much.  If it helps to reduce my karmic debt from my previous lives, so much the better.

Today there were no regularly scheduled contestants clients and I planned to fill the day with bringing all of my unfinished projects up to speed.  And, I did quite a nice job of that.  I expanded my research for the issues connected with a particular category of clients and I updated the website.  I saw one of my clients struggling with one of the computers and I stopped by to say hello and to help if I was asked, which I was, which I did.  I returned to my desk and did some more background work and I was tooling along nicely when another person here stopped by to tell me what someone , who is in both of our programs, told him.  It was that the several sessions the client and I had together helped her to see her circumstance from a new and fresh perspective and that she feels that she will be able, at some point, to consider that she can choose options other than the ones she thought were available to her.

I hear that kind of thing often, but each time is like the first time and it gives me such a nice thrill to know that stuff.  The interesting part of this is that I was criticized yesterday for being 'too nice' to her by someone who overhead my last session with the client.  I was told to be more assertive and to firmly push her in the direction she should be going.  I defended myself by stating that it was not my job to make her do anything and that my job was to facilitate forward movement, in the particular process in which she is involved, in the way that was best for her.  The reply was that I was spending too much time with this person and my very professional, considered and grown-up response was a teeny, nearly imperceptible, toss of my head and a sweetly stated "Too bad."   O.K., that last part was only in my head, but I did kind of toss my tresses and I did thank the person offering the advice and said that what she shared gave me some ideas and was very helpful.

Later on one of my first clients from last year stopped by.  I sometimes saw him at the facility where my friend M lived.  The last time we met was at least six weeks ago and he was depressed about not having found a job.  Well, today he shared that he now has a permanent job in his field and that the HR person informed him that it was his résumé that got him the job.  The résumé that I helped him craft.  Yeah, baby.

I am more than content to be a little tinkle in a big percussion section of the ginormous orchestra.

I tinkle.  You tinkle.  Together we create the music of the Universe, in perfect harmony with the Cosmos.  Supernovas for everyone!