Can you name ten in your own life? For me:
- When diagramming sentences began to make sense back in high school. I can’t imagine writing or editing without it.
- Submitting my first letter to the editor. It led to a job offer and opened my career in journalism.
- My first course with Vincent Ostrom. It may have been political science, but more than that, it was training in practicing as an ongoing scholar and problem-solver.
- Taking up yoga. Well, it led step-by-step to becoming Quaker, too.
- Moving to Yakima and, a bit later, on to Baltimore. One introduced the Pacific Northwest mountains I came love so much as well as a desert; the latter came after a long, difficult, dry spell in-between.
- Yielding to Christ. You may have noticed my take is highly unorthodox, despite my encounters with Greek Orthodoxy later.
- And then New England, where I’ve felt most at home.
- Undertaking psychotherapy. Actually, it was a twist of my ongoing mysticism and ongoing search for true love.
- Remarriage with children. This one’s been more of a long retraining. Talk about OJT?
- Book publications. A kind of affirmation, even in obscurity
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