Back in 2006, when I was in Costa Rica (and just a few days before my return to the states) I showed up at the church, where I had been working with Costa Rican women in the kitchen, only to find a gentleman waiting for me to give him a tour of San Jose. The previous night, I'd been out in one of the rural parts of the city staying with one of the aforementioned women and her three daughters. I'd grown close to them in my short time there and found it a privilege and welcome experience to spend a few nights in their home while the other family I stayed with hosted out of town pastors visiting for the conference.
The man waiting for me at the church is the same man I went to work for in Florida, Greg. I showed up to the church with a plan. Plan A- Take the bus to the church with Virginia and the girls, walk back to the house where the rest of my belongings were, brush my teeth, shower, spend time reading, writing, documenting before returning to Oregon and then go back to the church for the afternoon/evening events. What actually happened? Well, clearly not that!
I walked in the doors and Greg (who I had met one previous time) said to me, "I hear you're my tour guide today!" Now, remember this, I had a plan. "Plan A" and I don't tend to be too spontaneous. I knew Greg was going to be at this conference and I also knew Alejandro (a coworker of Greg's in FL) was supposed to be on this particular trip with Greg. Come to find out, Alejandro was ill and unable to make this trip. The night I spent with Virginia and the girls is also the same night I was volunteered (without my knowledge) to show Greg around San Jose. I was caught off guard and without having even brushed my teeth yet that morning! I stumbled for an answer and finally uttered, "Uhh, ok. Uhh, yeah, give me 5 minutes."
Our first stop was an internet cafe so Greg could email Mary Kay and let her know he'd arrived safely. On our way to this cafe Greg did exactly as he is infamous for…he asked me a million questions all pertaining to, "What is your life about?" So, not surprisingly, he gave me a link to the DISC test and told me to answers the questions while he wrote his emails. Guess what, I'm an I-C. (Influence-Conscientiousness) The short end to the story=I went to work for Greg in Florida and learned so much more.
And that "so much more" is actually what I want to get to in this post! The D part of the DISC, Dominance, is also (from my understanding) a representation for decision making! I went on to learn, I am a low, low, low, LOW D. Hello, I'm not fond of making decisions and actually find myself bound and extremely distraught when forced to decide. Not always, of course, but it's been haunting me and the conscientious part of my personality!
So, I've learned other tactics as a crutch to this handicap. Here it is: Look long term, plan long term goals and then work backwards on short term goals. Take those short term goals and make decisions that allow you to meet those goals. Easy right?! Well, sort of, but the other hang up of mine- accommodating. I'm worried about what others will think of me (hello people pleaser) and accommodate for their approval. Again, this is not always the case. Sometimes I just DO WHAT I WANT! and that often feels good and hard and wrong. I think there's context in all of this.
My big-bang-point is this:
I've determined long term goals:
- I want to work with underserved populations in my city and around the world. I think being a nurse is a great avenue to making this a reality in the way that I can actually use my hands and help people as a way of living.
- I want to be fluent in Spanish. Yep, that's a mighty goal.
- I want to work in a hospital setting-acute care/ICU nursing.
- I want the opportunity to use a nursing degree and my love for other cultures to intertwine and make a beautiful, meaningful difference.
The last few months have been a spiral down to here. Feeling lost, frustrated, finding bandaids to put off and ignore those small decisions which in the short are a pain in my butt and painful in general, but necessary to rise up and move forward. Well, what do you know. There it is again. The title of this blog is always quite fitting, "Journey Forth."
P.S. Details on those small forward steps coming soon.
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