calling, fate, destiny
Sandra Dodd
Diana quoted a Maslow summary:
-=3. We should help people *discover their vocation in life,* their
retrospect. I don't think on a planet of over six billion people who
fly around from continent to continent all the time that anyone
anymore should think of any "right mate." Certainly not THE right mate.
I'm just in from two solid hours of working in the yard, digging,
undoing and turning a big compost bin, clearing out a big two-year-old
(or more) pile of branches and small trees and an old christmas tree
and moving rocks, and when I do things like that, I think.
Keith won't consider it "cleaned out," because there will be an
unexpected pile of stuff for him to do.
Anyway, one of the things I was thinking was fate and destiny and
calling. I often do think about things I don't believe in.
Because Facebook is for whatever reasons cooking up, lots of old
friends of mine have joined lately, so some of us are talking about
when we were kids, and some of my SCA friends from 25, 30 years ago
are catching up and telling me stories, and lots of people I know are
retiring from "professions" and callings. Several of them are
teachers, were teachers, retired and are teaching in different
capacities now, and they're summarizing years of work and change and
growth and confusion on facebook.
No generation ever has had this before. When people wrote a lot of
letters--the 18th century and that, when people "wrote their letters"
every morning (kind of like checking e-mail now) and "entertained
callers" in the afternoon (kind of like chatrooms or going out for
coffee now) they seem to have tended neither to spill their guts nor
to talk much philosophy. There were niceties and formulaeic
conversations.
But here I find myself, being me, summarizing what I've done in thirty
years, to various kinds of people who know me in various kinds of
ways--many of them very will, in one window or phase of my life or
another.
It's interesting. I suppose I'm still "involved in education," as
that goes.
I can't retire, because I didn't stick with any one job long enough to
"retire."
The things I wanted to do when I was little--be a teacher, a
missionary or a magazine writer--all rolled together to be
SandraDodd.com, maybe, and this list. <g>
Sandra
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-=3. We should help people *discover their vocation in life,* their
> calling, fate or destiny. This is especially focused on finding theright
> career and the right mate.-=-I don't believe in "calling, fate or destiny," except in
retrospect. I don't think on a planet of over six billion people who
fly around from continent to continent all the time that anyone
anymore should think of any "right mate." Certainly not THE right mate.
I'm just in from two solid hours of working in the yard, digging,
undoing and turning a big compost bin, clearing out a big two-year-old
(or more) pile of branches and small trees and an old christmas tree
and moving rocks, and when I do things like that, I think.
Keith won't consider it "cleaned out," because there will be an
unexpected pile of stuff for him to do.
Anyway, one of the things I was thinking was fate and destiny and
calling. I often do think about things I don't believe in.
Because Facebook is for whatever reasons cooking up, lots of old
friends of mine have joined lately, so some of us are talking about
when we were kids, and some of my SCA friends from 25, 30 years ago
are catching up and telling me stories, and lots of people I know are
retiring from "professions" and callings. Several of them are
teachers, were teachers, retired and are teaching in different
capacities now, and they're summarizing years of work and change and
growth and confusion on facebook.
No generation ever has had this before. When people wrote a lot of
letters--the 18th century and that, when people "wrote their letters"
every morning (kind of like checking e-mail now) and "entertained
callers" in the afternoon (kind of like chatrooms or going out for
coffee now) they seem to have tended neither to spill their guts nor
to talk much philosophy. There were niceties and formulaeic
conversations.
But here I find myself, being me, summarizing what I've done in thirty
years, to various kinds of people who know me in various kinds of
ways--many of them very will, in one window or phase of my life or
another.
It's interesting. I suppose I'm still "involved in education," as
that goes.
I can't retire, because I didn't stick with any one job long enough to
"retire."
The things I wanted to do when I was little--be a teacher, a
missionary or a magazine writer--all rolled together to be
SandraDodd.com, maybe, and this list. <g>
Sandra
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