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Showing posts with label sheepdog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sheepdog. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

The Sheepdog

I was having some success in my newly found profession of designing websites for clients. Although I came to this new profession with some experience, it had never really been a full time job for me. Yet in less than six months I had managed to secure seven accounts and at the same time I would also get a part time job with a familiar employer working in technical services. But it didn’t start like this. The last twenty years I spent as a street cop in some of the meanest streets in Albuquerque. Although I thought I wanted a change, primarily a safe environment to live the rest of my retirement, I was never really able to settle in. Something was missing. Then one day while I sat in front of my computer monitor, I was unable to move my fingers to press another key.

Something was calling out to me. This faint itch to return to my old profession was intensifying within me with every passing second. When I hinted this to family and friends, they looked at me like I was a crazy man. “Why would you want to go back to a job that has the potential of getting you killed at this point in your life?”

This urge to return was very hard to explain and at times I was having a hard time making any sense of it myself. Then I came across something written by Lt. Col. Dave Grossman. Grossman, former West Point psychology professor, has a “wolf, sheep and sheepdog” theory that relates directly to predators, victims and protectors.