I had a bad day. It happens. I was grappling with hard decisions and uncertainty and – oh yes – it was raining for 24 hours nonstop. Reasons to be cheerful were thin on the ground and when you work at home on your own, this can add up to a bleak prospect.
Fortunately for me I have a long line of pals with whom I have credit in the emotional bank. So I reached out. And oh, what succour I received! I asked a couple of different folks if I could call and both gave me the best part of an hour on Skype, answering my questions, sharing their opinions and experiences and generally cheering me up. Then I went on to solicit opinions from a further three pals before bedtime. One of my correspondents then sent a very reassuring message which enabled me to have a good night’s rest, and another followed up the next day to check I was alright. Am I the luckiest woman alive?
I practised a very long series of Extreme Self-Care rituals such as might make another woman less devoted to the spiritual path quail. And by the next day I was quite a different woman, upbeat, positive, strong, empowered, energetic and brave. Whither yesterday’s wimpy mouse? Where would I be without my virtual pals?
A decade ago, if you told the world you’d met all your pals online, they’d give you a wide birth – saddo alert. But now, this is perfectly normal. In this particular support team, there wasn’t a virtual pal who I don’t also know in the flesh, but initially I met them all via my online activities. They have become friends, I’ve coached some of them and given others what they needed when they asked for it and supported them through dark days of their own. In better times we’ve laughed until tears rolled down our faces and I know – in a heartbeat – that if I need support or they do, we are there for one another. And Skype facilitates this as we can do it for free, reaching our virtual helping hands around the globe.
How lucky am I that amongst this group there is expertise, opinion of value and relevance, woo woo types if I want it (and I did) and quite the reverse too – down to earth pragmatists. It means I can solicit the view of each and mix them in my melting own pot and come to my own decision, my own place of acceptance and empowerment and the wisdom to know the difference.
To feel we have that cushion of support around us as we work has a value which is priceless. I hope that I can continue to play a part in extending that network of helping hands and that we can reach out to others less fortunate than ourselves and provide support as required. Many of us love to help, me included. In my hour of need I received payback in abundance and I didn’t have to wonder “will so and so help me?” – I reached out confident that my request would be met.
I’m counting my blessings. I am rich in friends and I notice how often the names of my pals, virtual and otherwise, turn up in my daily gratitude journal. To those of you on my virtual support team, please know you are loved and appreciated with all my heart. I’m here for you. I’ve got your back.
“I used to sit on the banks with a raft and watch the water roll lazily by. One day I pushed my raft into the shallows of the water and found the water moved swifter than I thought. My raft was actually a boat. Then, after some time, I rowed my little boat into deeper water. There were great storms, mighty winds, tremendous waves, and sometimes I felt so alone. But I have noticed my little rowboat is now a mighty ship manned by my friends and loved ones; and beautiful calm seas, warm sunny days, and nights filled with comfortable dreams always double after a storm. Now, I could never go back and sit on the bank. In fact, I search for deeper water. Such is life when lived.” – B. D. Gulledge