Respect the ending

If you're like me, Irish Goodbyes are my middle name. I hate endings. It goes all the way back to when I was a kid and I remember the worst feeling in the world was walking out of an amusement park at closing. The day was over. All the fun was had.

I'm still working on this. My current strategy is to

We are dynamic

I used to think that one day I would have all of life figured out. I used to think that I would come across my calling and that would be it! Yay! Found it. Now I can live a meaningful life. Now I think that is crap on a stick.

I am a pretty intentional guy. I journal at least once a week, go over some thought provoking question and am trying to figure out what building a 'well-lived life' looks like for me. What matters most and how do I center myself in that? This has led to a lot of pressure.

Parker Palmer "the place where [my] deep gladness meets the world's great need." (Parker Palmer). Now, I realize the obvious finding that