Well, today I did get the sense that the Bright Lights Book Project is coming into its own. For starters, I did the volunteer orientation at the Meeting House – just one woman showed up, a psychotherapist. I got the sense that she is adept at stepping back and assessing given situations. And she did get an earful, from me, from Pete, from Bea, about various aspects of the project.
Pete, for example, came into the meeting house just after having spent time at the Palmer City Hall. There he talked to the head guy about our plans for the land behind the Meeting House. Pete had (I know) clearly done his research. He was able to talk the talk and walk the walk with this fellow. It was like me talking with people about the book project. He was (I am sure) very confident and self-assured.
I do not know where he learned how to talk about the intricacies of building sites.
I do know that he has excellent spacial relations, and in regard to such things, he is very observant. He also has completed several small construction projects and most likely thought about where things go prior to building. He also enjoys taking on related challenges, and this most certainly fit that bill.
He was noncommittal about what seemed to be an accomplishment. Seemed to be. The head guy said he needed to talk with the guy who is second in command before giving the okay. But Pete said he said, “there ought not be any problem.” So most likely we’ll get the go ahead on Friday.
When we get the go-ahead, we can proceed with our plans. I will then finally cease obsessing about finding a site for the book project.
The other thing that happened was that those getting the books in New York continue to applaud our efforts. This only bodes well for this project. Joy now towers above despair.
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