I talk to parents and to children, and they don’t know where to turn. They’re so frightened. They’re standing in front of the mystery and are suddenly asking themselves what they can do – they call it bargaining with God, but I think it’s much deeper than that. It’s realizing that you haven’t been busy […]
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Sonnet 23 … John Milton Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me, like Alcestis, from the grave, Whom Jove’s great son to her glad husband gave, Rescu’d from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom wash’d from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old
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… for the person suffering it, but the hardest thing is not being able to experience sickness in a truly human way. Enzo: The Adventure of a FriendshipEnzo: The Adventure of a Friendship. Emilio Bonicelli. p. 50
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When we listen to stories of terrible pain and we know we can’t do anything about it, we touch our own vulnerability. We have heard the scream of pain, but we don’t know what to do with it. None of us knows what to do with the deep brokenness of our world. Maybe that realization
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“This desire to possess what is good, that it be mine, is common to all men. But to reach it means loving, adhering, that is, involving our freedom, and sometimes, as we well know, we want to spare ourselves this. It is an ever lurking temptation. Luisa Muraro writes, ‘We always have the wish to
We had a meeting in my community not too long ago where we talked about fear. Everyone was asked to talk about their fundamental fear in some way. What were they most afraid of? Different words came out: rejection, abandonment, not succeeding, failure, deterioration, death. When you look at all these kinds of fears the
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… before his heart’s curtain? Rilke’s 4th Duino Elegy … O trees of life, O when are you wintering? We are not unified. We have no instincts like those of migratory birds. Useless, and late, we force ourselves, suddenly, onto the wind, and fall down to an indifferent lake. We realise flowering and fading together.
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Adele V. (not her real name), mid-60s, morbidly obese, heart disease, diabetes, dependent edema that became painful by late afternoon … Adele’s husband, slim and well dressed, strides through the front door. He nods at his wife, then me, and sits without a word in the corner … What the room tells me, what her
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“Judgments of others are alienated expressions of our own unmet needs.” Marshall Rosenberg in Nonviolent Communication: A Language of Life … discussed at pp. 52-61 a related post
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If you are going to be anywhere in the vicinity of New Haven, Connecticut between now and September 16, you owe it to yourself to get to the Knights of Columbus Museum. The goal of your visit is an art exhibition of paintings by William Congdon, accompanied by excerpts from “Meditations on Holy Week” written
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