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Nothing could have prepared me for this. So beautiful and yet so frightening. Not in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that a contemporary dance could shake me that much.
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Imagine children from childcare through 8th grade developing the skills to cultivate greater happiness in life. What a wonderful idea to introduce happiness, to accept that one can adapt and change the mindset to BE HAPPIER.
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No one has the right to consciously hurt other people, yet sometimes we are just nincompoops and we run around with tunnel vision and we don’t recognize the harm we are causing others with our ill-considered behavior.
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After a diagnosis of an incurable disease, it takes a while until we understand what it actually means. I remember it so well. I knew my lab results would come in that day or the next and when I saw my doctor’s number coming up on my cellphone, I excused myself, grabbed my husband’s car keys, and walked out.
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Sometimes I have to remind myself that I really like people. I like people who are active, who don’t need to be nudged, who don’t have to be told to do this or that, but who know what to do and do it.
On Thursday, the now conservative supreme court in the United States has blocked President Biden’s COVID moratorium, which means Millions of people will now face eviction. I have mixed feelings about it. I once was a landlord. I once was a homeowner. I once came close to being homeless. I once was houseless. I lost it all, not just once but three times. (Yes, I promise, will start writing about it.)
“Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.”
― Andrew Boyd, The Agony of Being Connected to Everything in the Universe
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
A very thought-provoking post from a blogger who I just found (or did he find me?) A post that is not just well written but also gave me a whirlwind…
I love audiobooks. What a great way to get to know a book by listening to it.
The other day we were working on a project and my helper -the young women I will soon tell you about -and I listened to “A Man Called Ove.” We worked quietly, we were both captured by the story.
