Convergence: Transformation Training
Baker Conference Center
Today, rather than writing, I conference planned. The good news is, this conference planning work will eventually translate into free housing for me in the Upper West Side of Manhattan this fall - right near Central Park. The bad news is, no new nonsense from me today.
Sorry if you feel cheated. Or perhaps I'm cheating myself. Hmmm...
Maybe I should write something... all this talk of cheating is making me think of my deepest, darkest sins. I have 3.
1. I use to do drugs - Flinstone Vitamins, the chewable kind. I'd pop the pills while hiding underneath our family's piano when I was 3 or 4. They were yummy and I only ODed once.
2. I shoplifted once. I stole some orange tic tacs while waiting in line with my mom at the grocery store. When we returned home, I hid in the bathroom, eating each tic tac, one by one, until they were all gone.
3. I cut the hair off my sister's Brooke Shields Barbie Doll. I hid in my parents' closet with a pair of scissors and gave Brooke a butch cut. My sister was not pleased.
Funny how hiding and sin go hand in hand.