Dance in the Rain

Someday everything will all make sense.

For now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears and

keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.

This was a post on facebook today, and yet it felt as though it was reaching out to remind me that in the midst of chaos in my house right now - and with that an extension my life; that there is a purpose out there for me.

I have struggled with recent events in my life; not fully understanding how the attempt to do good for others results in a punch in the stomach. Fortunately there are those around who have confirmed that things in the past have made a difference in their lives today and what better confirmation to tell me that life is good is to have a third grader (who you just met) want to give you a hug to say thank you for a good day.

As I sort through the papers, cards, memos and collections of all sorts - things that made a difference to me at the time I contemplate the significance it may still hold or whether the significance is still the same. It is when a former student; or perhaps really going back a former swimmer... talks about the impact I had on their life. I remember fondly the smile of the learner who gets it, or has achieved a personal best. Makes me feel good that difficult discussions prompted activity; of passions that have emerged from brief encounters with diversity; and most importantly the discovery,emergence and promotion of self.

I have to remind myself, that it is sometimes the most challenging of roads that have a destination that I most relish; and that I would be disappointed if the road were a straight highway, because then I might not have had the opportunity to dance in the rain.

You expect an apology, why?

While I firmly believe that the current situation with Tiger Woods, a media obsessed creation, is of no concern to anyone outside of his family and friend circle (as with any similar situation) - I have to wonder why a woman with whom Tiger did have an extra-marital relationship with, think that she was owed an apology.

Did she not know that Tiger was married? Was she not aware that what he was doing was cheating on his wife? Did she not willingly participate in the relationship? So why would he owe her an apology? She was part of the situation. Believing that she would be the only one (please, one of these women was a former porn star, another worked for an escourt service at one time).

While he may have made promises to you, to owe you an apology; reality check please!

Method to my madness

As I continue each day to prepare for my move to Singapore it is the individual there that I have already met that wander through my mind.

With passing festivals I wonder what it is I might have missed and look forward to participating in them once I have arrived.

The Youth Olympics, a first, will be held this summer in Singapore. For 12 days I will be a volunteer among the masses, however I am getting to put my passion to the test. I will be a photographer at this event. What fun might that be, I can hardly imagine. Being able to interact with young athletes from around the world.

And of course there is preparing the students at Whitley Secondary School to be participants of Washington DC Summit in 2011. How wonderful it will be to not only show our nations capital to visitors, but to see our country through their eyes.

How I look forward to my time in Singapore and wish that day were sooner (which would mean all this packing and moving would be complete).