This is a reminder to myself that sometimes ONLY clichés will do!
There is a lesson to be learnt, even in rejection.
Everything happens for a reason.
There's something even better out there.
It's not the end of the world.
I've had a reply from Kettle's Yard about the DNA proposal. It was a fairly terse 'Thank you, but it's not right for our programme' and 'perhaps you could arrange to have the box picked up from our front desk.' In the past, I would have taken myself off into a corner and sulked or got cross, but actually the words for today are 'onwards', 'regroup' and 'smile'. We all know that rejection hurts, and I've really struggled with it in the past, but today I find myself genuinely looking at the situation from a different angle, and I actually feel strangely invigorated! I have finally learnt to listen to my instincts - and actually, when I listen, they rarely let me down.
I got so much satisfaction from putting the proposal together - I packaged it like a gift, and its form gave me an enormous amount of pleasure. Echoes of Alice in Wonderland's 'Eat me, Drink me'.
It held promise and immense fecundity.
And guess what?
It still does!
I'll be very happy to have it back and I'm glad I kept the proverbial receipt. (My daughter, who lives in Cambridge, will collect it for me at the weekend - Thank you Hannah.) Going to collect it from her will be a wonderful opportunity for an extra hug. Win, win!
So what now?
ONWARDS, REGROUP & SMILE
I am still really confident that the proposal is a good one.
I will look for a 'better fit'.
I need the same 'wow' of excitement from potential partners in the project as it gives to me.
I will stop once more, and listen to the clichéd words of my father, 'Everything happens for a reason, you just don't know what it is yet. Slow down crazy child, relax, it'll be ok.'