So Call Me Maybe

In this week already I've been called upon in what I can count on two hands of situations and people needing advice and counsel. I'm not quite sure how they all piled into this one week, as if life would just decide to be convenient on  command. This was actually a week that I determined I wanted to spend time on myself, mulling over some of my own things. Instead, I'm listening to others and their things. In the past I have taken some heat over what I describe as "faking it until you make it" moments. What I mean by this is moments which entreaty you to act outside of yourself - to engage rather than disengage. Not in a disingenuous way, but in which you muster all the courage to be present for a person even if it goes against all your own yearnings. This makes it plain to see that it's not about me. But I so often want it to be.