I'm chairing one of my favorite meetings tonight, the meditation meeting I always talk about, so I won't have much time to blog tonight. This is gonna be a short one.
As much as I love this meeting, I'm also getting burned out. I have to pick up a couple of people on the way, and although they aren't the issue, it's the constant running around that's wearing me down. I need some time away from meetings, I think. I hit so many in a week, and I've been doing it for so long, it would simply be nice to just go to dinner with someone and talk about this stuff, rather than attend meeting after meeting.
But it is what it is. The meeting needs to go on. I don't know who it will help, or if it will help anyone other than me; but we can't close the doors! It could save a life; we may never know!
Besides, every time I hit this meeting in particular, I leave feeling better. It's like my weekly dose of medication for a disease I have -- er, well -- right, you get the idea. So I keep going back, and I keep doing what I'm led to do. When the time is right, I'll know, I suppose, and I'll pass it along. Until then, I believe that this is my necessary job, and I will carry it until my due time. My predecessor did, and I'll do the same.
I guess it ties nicely into service work; not done by force, but done out of necessity, by a caring person.
I'd better git. I've got people to pick up and a meeting to chair.