For a New Position
May your new work excite your heart,
Kindle in your mind a creativity
To journey beyond the old limits
Of all that has become wearisome.
May this work challenge you toward
New frontiers that will emerge
As you begin to approach them,
Calling forth from you the full force
And depth of your undiscovered gifts.
May the work fit the rhythms of your soul,
Enabling you to draw from the invisible
New ideas and a vision that will inspire.
Remember to be kind
To those who work for you,
Endeavor to remain aware
Of the quiet world
That lives behind each face.
Be fair in your expectations,
Compassionate in your criticism.
May you have the grace of encouragement
To awaken the gift in the other’s heart,
Building in them the confidence
To follow the call of the gift.
May you come to know that work
Which emerges from the mind of love
Will have beauty and form.
May this new work be worthy
Of the energy of your heart
And the light of your thought.
May your work assume
A proper space in your life;
Instead of owning or using you,
May it challenge and refine you,
Bringing you every day further
Into the wonder of your heart.
–John O’Donohue, from To Bless the Space Between Us
I know Labor Day is not about doctors, but I’m thinking about all workers and how we each relate to our work. I discovered the poem above earlier this summer and loved it. Rereading it this weekend, it resonated even more deeply and I shared it with some friends. Since taking on a new leadership role about 20 months ago, it feels like I have really lived into these aspirations, as if the cosmos has held this blessing for me a while already. I was primed for the call; I summoned every skill and insight I already possessed; still the learning curve has proven steep. And no success is achieved alone! The steady, honest, and loving support I enjoy from so many humbles me beyond expression.
Our practice recently welcomed new physicians and staff, and I will soon share this piece with the whole team. Even for us veterans, it never hurts to look at our everyday work with new eyes, as if approaching it for the first time.
I hope O’Donohue’s words above speak to you in your chosen vocation, even if your occupation does not fulfill all of these lofty ideals (it’s kind of a lot of pressure to put on a job). I wish you work that is much more meaningful than stressful. If that’s not the case, I hope for you an effective and peace-giving way to reconcile this and find great meaning elsewhere in life.
And I thank you for the work you do, whatever it is.
I used to give that O’Donohue poem to new employees. Some looked at me like I was crazy. Others kept it pinned above their desks from day one.
Love your bee balm photo. We grew it in our yard this year and it was such a joy to see happy bees swarming it from sunrise to sunset. The hummingbirds were quite fond of it, too. Thanks, Cathy, a perfect end-of-summer message!
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Thank you, Donna!
I’m thinking about how I will keep these words close, where to post them in order to remember them when I need a fresh perspective. It almost feels like bragging to say that I live them… then again, I attribute it as much if not more to grace as to my own abilities.
And thank you for teaching me that this plant is bee balm! 😄I just labeled them ‘pretty flowers’ in my head and never thought to ask what they actually were. 😜 And I was more interested in the bee, anyway. I love bees, especially the big, fat, fuzzy ones (bumble?). ❤️
Happy day, Donna! Read you again soon! 😘
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