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February 13, 2017
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Trace Informal
ACPE's Monday Briefing is a weekly digest from ACPE Executive Director Trace Haythorn
Each week you will receive related articles and updates on ACPE transitions. Also included are helpful links to keep you connected, better informed, and well-resourced for the week ahead.
Happy Valentine's Day! The world could definitely use a lot more love these days....
Redesign Implementation Team (RIT)
The team has divided into nine subgroups, one for each of the current commissions and committees as well as the new committees. Each group will wordsmith the "charges"/descriptions for each commission/committee developed by the larger RIT. We will reconvene in late February to check in. Please give the members of this group your thanks and support - they are doing a lot of work on behalf of the Association!
Survey Reminder
Voting members: If you haven't completed the survey about our name and what we call supervisors/clinical members, please do so! If you didn't receive it (or can't find it), please email Tiffany Kindred, and she will set you up: The Board will consider all of your feedback in determining next steps.
ACPE's 2017 Annual Conference & 50th Anniversary Celebration in Minneapolis, MN promises to be an amazing occasion! Don't miss this historic event where we reflect on our past and envision our future! 
In addition to registering & attending, consider two more ways you can support our conference and bring in "50" in style.
Amazon Valentines
A Poem for Reflection
Another installment for Black History Month, this time from a recent US Poet Laureate. If you're interested, there is a full collection at the Poetry Foundation website:
"Enlightenment" by Natasha Tretheway
In the portrait of Jefferson that hangs
        at Monticello, he is rendered two-toned:
his forehead white with illumination -
a lit bulb - the rest of his face in shadow,
        darkened as if the artist meant to contrast
his bright knowledge, its dark subtext.
By 1805, when Jefferson sat for the portrait,
        he was already linked to an affair
with his slave. Against a backdrop, blue
and ethereal, a wash of paint that seems
        to hold him in relief, Jefferson gazes out
across the centuries, his lips fixed as if
he's just uttered some final word.
        The first time I saw the painting, I listened
as my father explained the contradictions:
how Jefferson hated slavery, though - out
        of necessity, my father said - had to own
slaves; that his moral philosophy meant
he could not have fathered those children:
        would have been impossible, my father said.
For years we debated the distance between
word and deed. I'd follow my father from book
        to book, gathering citations, listening
as he named - like a field guide to Virginia -
each flower and tree and bird as if to prove
        a man's pursuit of knowledge is greater
than his shortcomings, the limits of his vision.
I did not know then the subtext
        of our story, that my father could imagine
Jefferson's words made flesh in my flesh -
the improvement of the blacks in body
        and mind, in the first instance of their mixture
with the whites - or that my father could believe
he'd made me better. When I think of this now,
        I see how the past holds us captive,
its beautiful ruin etched on the mind's eye:
my young father, a rough outline of the old man
        he's become, needing to show me
the better measure of his heart, an equation
writ large at Monticello. That was years ago.
        Now, we take in how much has changed:
talk of Sally Hemings, someone asking,
How white was she? - parsing the fractions
        as if to name what made her worthy
of Jefferson's attentions: a near-white,
quadroon mistress, not a plain black slave.
        Imagine stepping back into the past,
our guide tells us then - and I can't resist
whispering to my father: This is where
        we split up. I'll head around to the back.
When he laughs, I know he's grateful
I've made a joke of it, this history
        that links us - white father, black daughter -
even as it renders us other to each other.
Or if music would be more welcome
For as long as I can remember, music has always been far more meaningful to me than words. I still remember how painful this song felt the first time I heard it - that pain seems just as fresh today. TRIGGER WARNING: this link has some graphic images. My Lord, people, we have so far to go: "Strange Fruit" by Nina Simone
This Week on the Calendar
Tuesday, February 14
*Valentine's Day - Western Christianity 
A celebration of love originally connected to the Roman Christian martyr who died in 269 C.E.
Wednesday, February 15
*Nirvana Day - Buddhism
In northern Buddhist traditions, this day marks the anniversary of the historical Buddha's death in ca. 486 B.C.E. and his subsequent entrance into enlightenment or Nirvana. In southern Buddhist traditions, the Buddha's death is commemorated during Visakha.
Sunday, February 19
*Birthday of Kwan Yin Bodhisattva - Buddhism [Mahayana Pure Land tradition]
A celebration of the birth of the bodhisattva of compassion-an enlightened being who vows to attain final, supreme enlightenment in order to save all sentient beings from suffering. In the Pure Land tradition, this bodhisattva frequently accompanies Amida Buddha in icons and other depictions.
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