On hiatus - lost in the life of social media. This past week, packed, jammed, overflowing with ways to keep connected. These ways to keep connected lie in the form of media but not leaving behind the importance of human interaction. On hiatus from this blog, from the social media that binds my life to something scholastic or forced. The catch about this - my life has been emerged into an opportunity one can only dream of. This from a view taken afar may look scholastic yet if you wiped the condensation from the window, the clarity would reveal the truth to our opportunity. "This is BIG stuff", a common statement uttered from our professor. It wasn't until I sat down with an interview, a one on one interaction - it wasn't until then that her preface to the week had personally grabbed my attention. Sitting there, calm, collected, mind not racing but pacing from highlight to highlight. The afternoon out at lunch behind us, a moment of vulnerability and a perfect way to get acquainted with the students. We are face to face, in real time and invested and focused. The interview - filled with typical past, present and future expectations - the questions you knew how to answer before they were asked. That isn't what stuck, those words were not what inspired. What inspired was once the skin was peeled back, once the hard questions drew blood. When the transparency of the human element was revealed. I poke at a personal angle, given 20 min were set aside with no distractions - no pull from your family nor your job in any form, where would you go. This is a question I had already assumed I knew his answer, I was wrong. I would find this man not in solitude in a coffee shop, or on a hike, or what I expected to hear - lost in a book. I would find this man fastened to the bottom of the Australian coast - below the surface of the water, seeing nothing but the glimpse of the rays of the beaming sun. Sound is muffled and seeps through only when it clicks and vibrates from the creatures below. Through the entire interview the language of his body spoke louder than the words I heard. His hands flying - excited and passionate. His chest was open and strong, showing confidence and assertion. But what spoke the loudest - his eyes - they fixed on mine, saying he was there - invested, saying yes I care. There was lunch, key note speeches, and presentation pitches - but what spoke to me the most, the "take aways" for me came from the one on one interview times. It was there I was assured that family and work could and would co-exist, it was in those times I saw the truth behind "chaos creates creativity". Through my time sat in front of Simon and Rishad I was taught to lose my fear. I end this post, this week, this occupying subject in my mind with remember to show my passions, my values, morals and creativity - show who I am rather then tell you who I am.
