Come What May, Love of Fate (Amor Fati) I felt my old heart stir and tears well up in my eyes as I embraced this beautiful niece of mine, for the first time, just before her twenty-ninth birthday. My brother had not fared must better in terms of connection with his daughter. She’d gone to […]
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Out of suffering compassion is born There’s just no damn doubt about it comrades, in this life there will be a whole series of devastating losses. To use the cliché “shit happens,” and for many people it hits the fan big time, regularly. Speaking to a very dear friend a while ago who lost her
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Messed up badly, broken again Sometimes we live, sometimes we die, sometimes we cry. — Van Morrison. I come from a long line of hot-blooded Irish men with extremely short fuses. Both my father and his father before him were fine and decent good-hearted men, but boy could they blow! Tsunamis of rage could erupt
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Wounded Places, Beautiful Spaces I can’t say exactly when on my spiritual journey that the notion that the heart is the epicenter of the spiritual life settled on me. But it has been a game-changer. Helen Keller said: The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be
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