What is my purpose?
I'm here to look after the place. To give more than I get; to be a net contribution to the world. That the world is a little better at the end of my day. Yeah, you gotta pay the bills, but you better be doing something to give back.
What am I doing with my life?
At 25, I was upset with myself for not having done anything yet. Before 30, I vowed I'd be into something, and that something was the Unitarians. That's been good to me, and it has changed me in all kinds of ways.
I want to do more locally, however, specifically here in Bonney Lake... I need to get more involved and find out how I can help.
Think globally, but act locally... look after the place within my sphere of influence.
What would the last chapter of my autobiography look like if it were already written?
In the last chapter, I am old and others are taking care of me. I've grown enough in wisdom that I am letting them, and I'm okay with it. We all do need help, and it's okay to receive it.
In the chapters before that, I got a lot of stuff done. The PNWD youth leadership becomes the envy of the UUA because of my facilitation, and we still have youth cons because we've managed to maintain a sacred community of trust with the youth. I worked with and helped a variety of national leaders, and I can say I knew them when. I might even have helped them on their way.
In my neighborhood, I helped create several neighborhood parks, making Bonney Lake the envy of the surrounding areas, especially Puyallup's south hill.
I'm a beloved wise woman, a community pillar, someone who left a lasting impression on the culture and history of an area.
And I have several very spoiled cats.
What will I do with my gifts?
I'm for what the gates to my college say:
"They only are loyal to this college who departing bear their added gifts in trust for mankind."
Everyone on this planet has the responsibility to give more than they take. EVERYONE.
I will bring my gifts in service to others. I will do what I can to make the world better instead of worse.
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