"Summer" by Phill Singer
I've been struggling lately, trying to figure out just exactly what my "job" is. Sure, I'm a beadmaker, I support my family with my work, I'm a mom and a wife. But those are more what I do than what I am. Those are tasks within the bigger job of being human. I'm talking about "Job" as in Higher Calling.
Another task is to talk. We all share that one - the need to communicate, to share, to help each other. I use my blog here to tell you about things that seem important to me as I travel the internet. Read it or don't, it's one of my tasks. The latest bit is that it seems the FDA is quietly trying to control our ability to purchase vitamins and herbs, by requiring them all to be labeled as "drugs", which would then make it possible for the pharmaceutical companies to make even more money than they already do. I haven't had time to dig deep and find out how likely this really is to happen, but I think I'd better do it soon - like today. There's a sneaky deadline coming right up, and I sure don't want those greedy buzzards telling me I need to go to a doctor and get a prescription for my vitamin C! I'll let you do the digging for yourself this time, since I know it's not really my job... check it out at NewsTarget.com. We have only until April 30th make our thoughts known to the FDA.
After learning about that one yesterday morning, I was kind of disturbed, and decided to keep myself of disconnected for a while, ignoring email, playing CDs in the studio, and leaving the local radio and TV off. At 3:00 I decided to watch Ellen for a little outside company, and clicked the TV on, only to see Charlie Gibson reporting the news about Virginia Tech. So much for disconnection... Suddenly I was swamped with sadness and just stood frozen to the studio floor, weeping for those kids, their families, the whole sorry world...
And then I realized I had to snap out of it. It's not helpful to anyone for me to take on the world's pain. It occurred to me that it would be much less self-indulgent, and much more of a community service if I did my best to float on top of it, stay positive, and keep doing what I do best - make beads. I'm pretty sure that it's my Job to make beautiful things every day, adding light to a dark world. Making a living is one thing, but it's my Job to make beauty.
The rest is busywork. But interestingly, one person's busywork might be another person's higher calling. So talk to me here. Talk to each other. What's your Job?