There’s a deep sense of satisfaction in knowing that the work one does is fundamentally helping another person re-structure their life in a powerful way. There’s a sense of joy where you recognize that you’re just a stepping stone, or facilitative step in that person’s journey -and in that role – you did something real in their life.
Not a feeling I know how to put into words. But it’s a warm and happy one.
It’s not an easy vocation – being a Priestess. There’s a lot of tests, a lot of inner discipline needed, a lot of humility that comes with the task. You keep having to learn and re-learn, and continually transform the meaning of what that is. You keep having to birth and re-birth yourself. Some of that process is joyful, but you also know that it’s spiritual work.
But what makes me the happiest – as part of the work that I do – is hearing back from people that have somehow been moved, transformed and/or touched in some fundamental way with the stuff I do/write/speak about.
And even then it’s not the ‘I’ did it type of feeling .. more like a .. ‘good work was done here today’ sort of thing.
It’s certainly not a holier-than-thou feeling, nor is it any kind of ownership or regular expectation.
It just bubbles up sometimes, from deep within.
It comes from a happy place in the pit of one’s belly where a little girl child is excitedly clapping her hands with glee. Like butterflies in the stomach. Golden, happy, bubbly butterflies.
And there is this deep, rising sense of joy.
We did good. We did something useful. We were of Service.
Lots of Love,
© Text and Image ‘In front of JB Mariamman Temple 13/3/15’ by Bairavee Balasubramaniam, 2015