Now that I've gotten to the end of the semester I can take a longer view, step back and see if this counseling gig is what I want. And I'm not so sure. What I thought I wanted out of counseling was the opportunity to help people find their way. I believe that God created us all for something uniquely special to each of us, and to be able to help another person find that something special--I look at this as such a privilege. But it might not be one I'm cut out for.
The counseling relationship is inherently limiting--so private that a counselor can't ethically say "hi" when bumping into a client at the grocery store. And it can also be kind of artificial in other ways...no invitations to dear clients' weddings, no shared cups of coffee and conversation, always a power differential, no matter how you try to overcome it. I think I knew this going in but now I find myself chafing at the idea of inhabiting that world all the time.
And I do have another idea...call it a mid-life crisis or utter confusion, whatever. I might open a store, the kind of place customers can come and hang out and learn things and form friendships. A spot that would appeal to people of lots of different ages--I love the idea of inter-generational activities and friendships. And the kind of place I can be creative with windows and displays and ordering...there is a certain appeal. So I'm looking into that. I might post some more about this later. DH is on board, bless his heart. So we'll see. That's what I'm going to use this school break for. Oh, and blogging.