It’s a Work Party… Or is it.

Off in the distance, I saw what looked to be the rowdiest people approaching the same lawn where we were sitting. They were acting rowdy; loud, obnoxious, tattoos, swearing, clearly not matching the crowd or the vibe at the park that day. My first thought was oh please, for the love of all that is holy, don’t sit by us.

The Dark Tunnel and Healing

When this mental health journey started, I wrote a post titled “A Dark Tunnel”. I had never been there before. As I walked up to this tunnel, I had the feeling to stop and take a photo. It was almost as though the Holy Ghost was telling me that this particular tunnel was significant. The strange thing is that it’s just an ordinary tunnel that goes under a road. There is nothing special about it.

NYNYS Mission December 11-18, 1996

Manhattan Day.  I went with [Elder – An old companion] and his current companion (I forgot his name), and a member, Adriana from Woodside.  We went to breakfast then Central Park.  Some man was feeding pigeons, so we did also.  They would fly up on your hand.  Then we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and saw paintings by Picasso and Dali, as well as some Egyptian stuff.