End of a sentence. Period.

 Sc/een.e from a Balcony 2-12-25 7:30am

Pretty much the same over the past several days; pleasant walking weather, no wind, cool 30 degrees. It's supposed to rain .... or snow .... maybe or maybe not? Who knows? 

Final act of service as I formally launch my retirement

So the agency had its monthly supervision meeting and I was invited to participate where I was recognized for my service and given a parting gift of a small tongue drum. I've owned several of there along the way, in various sizes and metals. 

This one will be added to my kept treasures marking the end of a significant life chapter. As I review the time of significant events marking the endings and beginning of my life, it strikes me how this circuitous demonstration of how Goal Oriented Direction writes straight with crooked lines reveals patterns of attachment seeking behaviors that infused my motivations to pursue longings for human connection, which, ironically, was not available to me coming from a tribe of 10 people where in I felt no sense of collegiality or love, and where in fact deviations from tribal norms was met with various forms of disapproval. 

It will be interesting to see who I become with divested of all responsibility and my life sentence has been comma-uted. 

Bernie Sanders speaks! 

How different would life have been if we had hired him years ago when we had the chance?