When I entered their offices I saw her sitting at her desk staring intently at her computer screen, concentrating hard. She looked tired, drained by the world, worn down by her obligations. I was in a nonprofit that serves the homeless at a time when they're all still struggling in this down economy. Even at the best of times most nonprofit workers ( Read more... )

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We're now in the early days of a chilly, wet Portland fall. When we left on our South African adventure summer was playing the role of over-achiever, but when we returned summer had been vanquished and fall was upon us. We saw spring in South Africa and you can't complain about spring twice in one year, but I still missed those sweet Portland late ( Read more... )

At work our team plays a song of the day every day... well most days, ostensibly for fun and inspiration. We take turns picking a song and this past Wednesday I was up. I picked Juke Box Hero by Foreigner. It's a bit of a classic from the era when hard rocking guitar music ruled. Well, it didn't rule me. I'm not big on hard rock, but I do like some ( Read more... )