Feeling judged, I am now called to very distinctly judge my staff–financially, professionally and emotionally.  Everyone is clear that the workplace is an emotional hotbed.  And that the manager is lucky to see the tip of the iceberg of it all.

But here it is, my duty to give them a ranking–inefficient at very best that transforms into their year end check, for holiday presents, food, and sometimes survival of the fittest.

Tis the season of endings, sad memories of family lost–even if still living in isolation far away.  The time of release, the time to comfort oneself sufficiently so that comfort can be shared.

Clarity and compassion is called upon today.  Peace that passes all understanding.