Skimming earlier, I noticed the name Satir.
I had occasion to work with a very special older woman who was an absolute delight. She had trained with Virginia Satir, who is now long dead, and VS had invited her to be part of her Peace group. (Starts with an A?) Have particularly fond thoughts of her.
I don't have access to some of the texts, but would love to have a copy of her poem "I Am Me and That's Okay." If you run across it or otherwise have access to it, would you post it? Helped me through some tough times, after all those years of being told "you've not quite made it and and it's all your fault."
My first organizational appointment was Advertising Servant--I doubt that any on this board have been around the organization long enough to know what it was. At each upward step, I thought it would get better. It didn't. I've held every position there is in the field.
I was convinced that when I got to Bethel the view would get better. It didn't. Surely when I made CO things would get better. They didn't. And DO work exposed me to the same thing, only on a wider scale. Helped a lot of people along the way, and I feel good about that.
Where were you when I needed you, Virginia? Sigh. For a worldly old bat, she was dynamite.
Thanks, Tina
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