Compassion, again…

Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It’s a relationship between equals. Only when we know our own darkness well can we be present with the darkness of others. Compassion becomes real when we recognize our shared humanity.”― Pema Chödrön, The Places That Scare You: A Guide to Fearlessness in Difficult […]

Infinity of Mirrors

“…though evil must be opposed, when it is fought with evil’s ways it must ultimately corrupt and strangle the opposer.” Richard Condon (dust cover of An Infinity of Mirrors) Richard Condon’s horrific story of Hitler’s reign left an indelible mark on me in my twenties. Not just because of the history of the holocaust, I […]

Our Daughters, Our Sisters

Mother’s Day is approaching. I am one of the lucky mothers. I may not see or speak to every one of my children and grandchildren on this coming Sunday, but as of today, I know that they are safe and well. They have not been stolen. They have not been killed or maimed by accident […]

Please think…A Letter About Suicide

NOTE:  I am re-posting this due to inquiries regarding a suicide letter to leave for children.* Dear Suffering Person: If you are committing suicide it is humane to leave a letter to your children, but the letter will not alleviate their pain.  It may provide your family with more insight into your own pain and […]

The Mother Line

Dear Kids, Today is my Mom’s birthday.* She’s been on my mind a lot lately and so I’ve been thinking about mothering. Parenting is a bit of a continuum although it may be a winding path. After all, we want to change things that our parents did. We want to do better. We want to […]

How Can We but Grieve?

As I am preparing a post on the acceptance of death and am interrupted by the news of another shooting. The lives of school children in Connecticut have been cut short. This is only days after the shooting at a mall in Oregon. There are times when we can only join as one and cry […]

Blessings in Death…and Life

Sometimes blessings are carried on the wings of death. I began thinking of this when I learned of the passing of a man who lived across the world and across cultural boundaries.  It was the father of a friend made through blogging. I learned a lot about this man and his father because he was […]