Today was the end of my first year of Spiritual Direction Internship. I went into this year thinking that maybe I had the charism needed to do this type of work and this first year has been a steady affirmation of that in my head and in my heart.
I have learned so much about spirituality that I just didn't know before, and then this last few months I have been immersed in a world of the mystics that have brought into focus a lot of my personal journey of faith over the past ten years or so. It is as though now I see clearly what I only understood in a very superficial way when it was actually happening to me.
Which just leads me to believe that I was meant to go through this internship at this point in time, regardless if I ever spend one moment as a spiritual director myself, so that I could process what has been happening in my own spiritual life.
That would be completely enough, but to be honest, I am excited about the two directees that I will be meeting beginning next month. The thought of using the knowledge I have gained to help someone else navigate their own spiritual journey makes the spirit well up within me and at the same time brings on a sense of great humility. That I will be allowed privy to someone else's journey toward the heart of God is so humbling.
I know I am ready for this, I have been trained well. I just need to stop my knees from knocking together so that I will be able to hear the directee's story as it is being told. The Holy Spirit will do the rest.