Stayed the night in Tacoma Park, a little way from DC. God, the driving in DC. But of course, it is an extraordinarily vibrant city. I would never want to live here, though.
On our drive up on Route 81, our path was parallel to the beautiful Shenandoah Valley, except for the pollution, emanating from DC and Baltimore, I suppose.
There is beauty, and then are are things that mar the beauty.
Well, "the man of 1000 pens" failed to bring even one on the trip for journaling!
I continue to read Coach K's great book on motivation and personal growth. His little chapter on guidance is filled with so much wisdom. The importance of listening and clarifying but letting the counselee come up with his/her answers. Avoiding advice, the temptation to try to run someone else's life, as if you or I have all the answers.
There are many so-called counselors and therapists out there who have forgotten the words of Carl Rogers and his colleagues about the importance of simple empathy, genuinness, and unconditional positive regard.
One of my OS friends, Marty's husband, gave me some excellent advice a couple of days ago. But it was couched in such a way that it did not come across as trying to run my life, but rather, helping to clarify, gently, some issues for me.
When it comes to counseling and guidance, fewer words, well-chosen, are much more effective than the opposite. That is why I love shorter poetry; it gets right to the point, but metaphorically. and leaves room for the reader's imagination.
Good writing always leaves room for the reader's imagination. Good writing actually constitutes a creative collaboration of reader and writer.
I also like shorter essays rather than long ones. So I will end this one now.