The Vocational Calling Flower

Wild Oat

“Those who have ambitions to do something of prominence in life, who wish to have much experience, and to enjoy all that which is possible for them, to take life to the full.

Their difficulty is to determine what occupation to follow; as although their ambitions are strong, they have no calling which appeals to them above all others. 

This may cause delay and dissatisfaction.”

-Edward Bach

As a self-proclaimed dreamer filled with wanderlust (also, I’m a Sagittarius, so there’s that), I have related to the call of Wild Oat often in my life. I go through phases of really digging into something that has captured my attention, and just as I get to the edge of getting it, I wander off. Either I couldn’t figure it out fast enough for it to keep my attention, or something else came into my line of sight and whisked me away. In any case, it can be challenging to experience these patterns. On one hand wanting to be wildly successful at something and at the same time craving the fun and exhilaration of variety!

I have been deep in reflection these days, probably something I picked up during this winter season and am ready to release into the windy burst of spring. Mostly about where I have been, who I have been, and how it led me to today. I find myself at the edge again of something big, something I am finally starting to “get”, the exact spot where I tend to run and look to another place for freedom and comfort. Maybe the work seems daunting, the mountain so high to climb. But I want to be up there! To feel the air from the mountain tops washing across my face and bringing me the same peace an eagle must feel soaring so high.

Recently, I answered a prompt to speak my truth. What came to mind is a realization that my confidence has been shaken when it comes to making decisions about my future as an artist and creative type. It’s like I don’t trust myself to follow through. I give credit to the idea that past endeavors maybe weren’t at the right time in my life, or the right thing to commit to. Maybe it was just an experience I was having that expired when it had been actualized and the journey complete. Whatever the case may be, I feel that it is time to dig in deep this time. What I love, loves me and I can feel it. Like a song trying to materialize in my mind. A melody is being born and I can’t stop listening until the song comes. 

The trust I have in myself, and the universe has always been so big that I hardly ever gave it any thought. The net that lies readily beneath me, following me wherever I go, is my oldest friend. Always there, reliable, encouraging, prepared to catch me when I fall and boosts me back up again like a trampoline. I suspect we all have this friend and that if we could acknowledge them more often and continue to have and build trust with them, we would feel a lot braver. Today that is my meditation: I speak with the net. We are tied together for life, and it catches everything I need, including me when I am lost and upside down.

The truth is, I am never on the wrong track I guess as there is only one track, mine. The twists and turns, caverns and meadows that I visit are all choices I make to go towards and how long I stay is also a choice. I want to build a home on this new journey. Something with roots and a hearth fringed with memories of my travels so far and the people and places that were there with me. Had it not been for my exact choices, I would have never come across them. Life is rich, majestic, and ever changing. A kaleidoscope that I never tire of watching. At the end of all the worry and contemplation, I am well and fine. More than that, I am fantastic and alive!

I hope you find a comfy seat at your center and realize the fantastic that leads you onwards and upwards!

Big Love,

Violet

This one is for the dreamers: