And it goes on

The prevalence of apathy in the health care systems troubles me tremendously as does the lack of respect, the strong underlying current of prejudice (religion, race, diagnosis, etc), and constant drama of egos and attitudes.  How I am going to survive intact as a compassionate and spiritual being I don't know, let alone how I am suppose to grow in these areas.  There are moments and certain people that I can connect with that renew my sense of balance and being for which I am grateful.

I must try and remember that I am Shannon, a River that is renown for wisdom, strength and beauty.  Also, I am a Heather, a hardy evergreen that runs wild and beautiful when left to herself and her own devices.  I have a community and deep roots that shall sustain me.

I get to do work I love both physically and spiritually.  How many others get to help traumatized spirits decide to stay or go and then help them through that decision?

Compassion
Respect
Strength of Spirit
Authentic Self

These are things I must hold on to and fight for regardless of the quagmire around me.

Pot of Shannon