With great resolutions come great responsibility. My first responsibility is to my body and that’s why I love using the morning to optimize my being for exactly those tasks that solidify my resolve.
In the gentle 7am heat of Cape Town’s Company’s Garden, I lay on the lawn, contemplating the moon’s consistent orbit. Today, the waning satellite almost appears to drag the sun into view from a hiding place below the horizon. The atmosphere is saturated in a sluggish but determined rhythm. Do I really have to work today?
A grim reminder of why I am willing to put in the effort to get the most out of my short life flutters near me.
Tattered wings would usually deplete my positivity but I choose to take a different perspective. Those wings have worked. That butterfly has flown and tasted the sweet nectar of life all over his/her little world. The little guy is inspiring!
Dissecting the path ahead
Adopting a person-centered approach to facilitating my professional growth Grobler, Schenck(2009), I stand barefoot on the lawn and immerse myself in my humanity. I take a minute to bathe in the rivers from the sun. Recurring memories like the rays themselves stoke the fires that brought me to community facilitation in the first place.
“I see what is and I see what is possible with what is. For too long, I’ve been living in the realm of what is possible without considering what actually is.”
Drawing in my immediate surroundings, I notice the people around me, scurrying to work. Gardeners setting up their ingenious sprinklers that cool the air and moisturize the face of the city center’s prime haven. Joggers, giving me future memories of myself. The distant rumble of the city rising to meet the day unlocks instinctual processes and I sense the circadian rhythm. I want to strengthen my body and add my humble voice to what I know will be a masterpiece of African proportions that will last for the next 8 hours. Who on this continent has not heard Cape Town’s call into the 3rd world night?
Development is contagious
I imagine the city taking stock of its rhythms, considering the tasks that need delegating and assembling its ergonomics for efficiency. In my mind, the city is one entity, allocating its resources to those it favours, spanning its complex mind into the future and motivating creation by inspiring creativity.
In reality, this hour of the morning meets most of the city’s mind stuck in traffic. Grumpy and hoping for coffee.
A single impulse, waiting at an intersection