Tag Archives: Change

Stepping back or plunging into the abyss

This week I started the last full semester of my regular classes in the Doctoral program at Cardinal Stritch University.  The weekend included classes on Friday night from 4:00 – 8:00 PM, all day Saturday and all day Sunday.  I ended the weekend by going downhill skiing at Sunburst ski area.  Flying down a ski hill with nothing but my wits and the voice of my ski guide to keep me from crashing seemed a fitting end to the weekend.

As I look out on this year I am intimidated by the challenge of bringing my studies to completion and finishing my Doctoral dissertation.  At the same time I know it is a time to dream and visualize how I will move forward in the world after I complete my studies.  This too can be seen as an intimidating challenge or a fantastic opportunity.

This whole inner dialogue was summarized by a conversation I had on the top of the ski hill last night.  A partially sighted skier was telling me he would how scary he found it was to drive a stock car while blindfolded. He told me he would never do that again.  Personally, I find driving stock cards while blindfolded an exciting challenge that I welcome into my life.  It occurs to me this morning that the challenges of completing my doctorate are really no greater than getting up the nerve to fly down a ski hill or drive a car without being able to see.  I am sure I will find the sense of accomplishment equally exhilarating.

Watching out for the letter carrier

The frigid Artic blast of air this past week and periodic snowfall has turned our driveway and sidewalk into a sheet of ice.  As I took my dog out this morning I realized I know I can’t clear all of the ice from my drive and walks but I want to make sure the letter carrier can safely get to our mailbox.  I thought this with the knowledge the need for daily postal delivery has long past.

It’s a pretty rare occasion we receive first class mail any more.  The majority of mail is third class advertising that goes directly into the recycling bin.  If we received mail delivery three times a week we probably wouldn’t miss any important mail and it would save a whole lot of money.  The political agendas that obscure this reality are outside of the scope of this post and I’ll leave them for another time.

What struck me as I walked up the driveway this morning was the fact that we seem to have lost the letter carrier in the circular rhetoric that masquerades as a conversation about the need for daily postal delivery.  Regardless of how the U.S. Postal Service becomes a part of our future (or past) the letter carrier fills a noble role that deserves a safe passage to my door and into the future.