March 25, 2010

• Today

  Lately, I've been feeling as if what I do for work doesn't matter. Mostly because of the paper pushing nature of the kind of work I do now. I've been asking the Universe for a sign that what I do matters. I'd pretty much given up on anything when I recieved a very clear sign. A man told me I'd saved his life by insisting he go to the ED.  He had tears in his eyes. He really meant it. I feel humbled and affirmed.

  Blessings abound

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