The Quantum Physics Of Transition Continue With No End In Sight - Part II

Since I wrote the last transition post on Nov. 21, I have continued to do a lot of thinking and contemplating. A lot of it revolved around continuing to promote my consulting business. My overall attitude and enthusiasm continued be sour. The clients I have now are taking huge amounts of effort just to get them to do the things they should. I even tried to fire one of them this week (they said they would get better. Why would you pay someone and not listen to them?). 

And last Friday I turned 78. So many people who interact with me in the work environment were shocked. They all say I look and act like I'm in 60's. Let me tell you, I don't feel like I'm in my 60's. I told one, "You can make up a lot of mental illusions about how you are really not that old, but let me tell you when you are only 2 years away from 80 there is only one adjective that describes you - OLD."

I'm thinking, "If we are really getting ready for the last lap of the race what the heck do you want to be doing? I don't want to be beating people over the head to do what is best for them. I've done that for almost a half a century." 

But what DO I want to do?

Well travel. It is still the thing that truly floats my boat. There is an expiration date on being able to do that, However, Wife and I continue to adjust how we do our travel in ways that seems to extend how long we might be able to continue.

What else.

The social impact stuff. The job development work in Africa. That is the thing that is starting to finally come into its own. (I know I owe you post on that.) Go with the flow. What is working with the least effort (now). The social impact stuff. What is like pushing water up hill. The consulting work. Listen to the universe.

Then yesterday evening was sort of the kind of proof that you just need to be open to, the universe talking to you. 

A long-term business colleague who is associated with the network building organization I started 20 years ago has been begging me to reengage with the group. She asked if I would come to the Christmas social. I said I would. It was, to say the least, an interesting experience. Other than a few old time people who I know well, no one...literally no one even acknowledged me, introduced themselves, made any effort to make contact. And honestly, I felt the same. I had not the slightest interest in finding out who they were. I left early because I had a social impact virtual call to some people in Malaysia. In the past, I might have felt annoyed that I wasted my time going to the meeting or that people were so rude. Not yesterday. I felt blessed and grateful. It was a clear message. 

It is time to turn the page and move on.