PLURALISM

In San Francisco, on the West coast of America in the state of California, there is a group of individuals called taxi drivers. For a very small fee they will be with you in their vehicle. They will transport you wherever you wish to go. They want to talk, they will listen, they will even carry your baggage. Most of these people are writers, poets, old hippies, recovering substance abusers, out of work musicians or recent immigrants to this wonderful land. Dreamers one and all; the best and often the brightest fruit left unpicked upon the societal tree, turning to sugar and threatening to red, and stain the ground. The urban taxi driver makes more life and death decisions than a $150,000 per year airline pilot, and yet the driver flies alone and gets paid little more than the allowable minimum. He receives no raises, no retirement, no medical coverage nor even any workman's compensation and he is treated by public and private citizen alike as a felon on parole. The taxi driver is, ...

Has someone told you "not something from more, than you chew can?" or "just learn to say no." This is pretty much impossible for a people pleaser like me. Why? Perhaps this is because we ran a family grocery store. My mother be a good neighbor, a good Christian, a good business woman, was so concerned about the it about delivered to her family. She had a heart of pure gold - but if you are only 10 years old, it is difficult reason on their noble motives. There was once a neighbour of a gift. We had nothing in the store, none of which would fit the Bill. We had food, screws and nuts, hardware, candy, but not pretty things. So, MOM sold her jewelry box she had in her bedroom.... that was given her... I! So, that was my role model ~ you get about it ~ better to make other people happy! Fast now until 1982 in I was a new bride of one year and we were only down our first holiday include. It was the weekend before we were when we left with a large barbecue. It is known t...