In which John B. gives me SYNTHESIZE

I’ve debated whether to include my adventures in crazed personal development on this blog.  If not on one called “All Ages All Stages,” then WHERE?  So, here goes…

In my mid-60s, am finding myself radically digging down & dredging up transformation in ways & for reasons that never occurred to me before, might not have been possible until now.

One of the great ahas of the past two months was a gift from a dear friend, John B., with whom we breakfast on most Wednesdays.  Two weeks ago, between bites of my egg sandwich with provolone on raisin toast, I mentioned entering a major COMPILATION era of my life, pulling together core books & journals I’ve read & written over the past 30+ years.

My reading style drove Mom bonkers.  She came from the “never write in a book” school or readers.  Books were close to the sacred, NOT to be defaced.  On the other hand, I read books with a pen in hand, marking up pages with underlines & editorial symbols, turning down corners, sometimes folding a page in half to say “mega important stuff here!”  If a book deeply resonated, I journal it.  Then it went back on the shelf, out of mind & apparently conscious awareness.  Now, have hauled them all out & reviewing  them.  That’s what I described to my John & John B. that morning as compiling.

Synthesizing,” John B. countered.  “You’re synthesizing.”  Said in a tone & attitude of engaged support, which went straight to my welcoming heart.

Frankly, I  had no idea what synthesize means, but it meant the world to me that John connected enough to propose it as a more apt description of my process.

Zing!  Is it ever!

To compile is to “produce (something, especially a list, report, or book) by assembling information collected from other sources.”  Yes, that was what I meant when I said it.

But John B’s wise heart understood my true meaning & took me there.  To synthesize is to “combine (a number of things) into a coherent whole.”  A coherent whole. YES!

To recap from yesterday – my guardian angels et al are telling me…

Just do it.  

Give it your all or give it all up.  

Go big or go home.  

If not me, who?  If not now, when?

To which I add –  Go whole or stay small.

A fresh openness to seeing my path from a different perspective started with John B suggesting a more spot-on word.  Tank you, John, for giving me a clear image of where my current actions are directed.

Not just a something –  a life that makes sense, that presents as a coherent whole.

Author: auntdeev

playfulness coach, life enthusiast & general instigator, ENTJ, cat lover

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