Keep Compassion Alive
Hope’s a robot marching along endlessly sourced Compassion is flame ignited by love kept burning by care Fear annihilates dampens the flame darkens the path Hope persists follow her lead keep compassion alive.
Read MorePassion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
Hope’s a robot marching along endlessly sourced Compassion is flame ignited by love kept burning by care Fear annihilates dampens the flame darkens the path Hope persists follow her lead keep compassion alive.
Read MorePartnered once, with compassion – believed in power of human touch, dedicated self to caring, certain I’d found my body of work Time and circumstance intervened; I drifted, lost in an eddy of confusion, marital fray ending in separation – Life moves in circular cycles, and I revisit that work now, wonder if parts are […]
Read MoreBe compassionate when leading, encourage community, promote vision, invite discussion remember that pleasing is not always possible and that balance calls for give and take that needs are real and genuine emotion in times of personal grief can be a catalyst for others beware hidden agendas when conducting business; help young people find their own […]
Read MoreWomen bleed – red blots in an otherwise black and white world – have learned the language, yet feel like foreigners, undermined by nuances; travel this patriarchal landscape, would-be leaders whose compassion like blood unsettles the ambitious, too exhausted to play the game corporate agendas do not align with weary-hearted mothers who would slow progress […]
Read More“First one to ten wins,” I tell my four-year-old granddaughter. We are seated beside the large, corner, picture windows facing the street. It’s a favourite spot of ours, and we spend hours contemplating nature, or playing “I Spy”. Today, she is counting white cars that drive by and I am counting red. “There’s a white […]
Read MoreIf you see me, rapt up in battle, wrestling a would-be assassin, my life precariously hanging in limbo, no professionals in sight, please don’t walk away. I am alone and tiring, and my assailant is intense – forcefully focused on bringing me down, and I am fighting with a strength I didn’t know I possessed, […]
Read MoreCompassion did not come easily for me during my father’s dying years. Instead, I felt an ending to the years of tyranny, and a lessening of the tension between us. The former six foot plus commando had lost his strength and ability to intimidate. I felt sympathy for him, and an incliniation that maybe this […]
Read MoreI have thought of my life as a rally race, in which I am driving blindfolded and without a navigator. There have been many bumps in the road, and several turns, but a whole lot of discovery. One of the greatest treasures I have encountered on my journey is compassion. I stumbled upon it unintentionally. […]
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