In 1986, a friend of mine attended a month long workshop led by Virginia Satir, a pioneer in the field of family therapy. My friend was not a therapist, he went to the workshop solely to work on his own personal issues. At that point in time, I was deep into my own personal therapy and was thinking about becoming a psychotherapist myself.
As I heard him talk about being with Satir, I felt jealous. I wanted that experience for myself! I would do it too……yes I would……but not now. After all, I was raising two children, I was working, I was doing my own personal therapy, and I was in school studying for a PhD. In other words, I had responsibilities. I was too busy now, but later, I would attend her workshop. That opportunity was important, and I was going to take advantage of it.
Then the unthinkable happened. On September 10, 1988, she died. As strange as it may seem, I never had considered the possibility that she might die. I had wanted to do something and I was going to do it. I felt shocked and sad. My opportunity was gone, gone forever. There was nothing I could do to have that experience.
Nine months later I met Amma. Through her, I reconnected with my spiritual self and I experienced joy at a level I never thought possible. I knew I wanted to spend as much time with Amma as I could and after my recent experience with Virginia Satir, there was NO way I was going wait until LATER. Six weeks from the time I met Amma, I was at her retreat in New Hampshire and six months from that, I was in India. I have participated in her U.S programs every year since then, and have made 25 trips to her ashram in India besides.
I fully believe I had the experience with Virginia Satir so that I could learn an important lesson. It is one I have kept in mind ever since.
Never put off something important until tomorrow. There may not be a tomorrow.
Written for Writing 101 Assignment #15: Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever. How does that make you feel?