A reader recently expressed concern over my possible woundedness after reading my post about family.
I admire her openness. It takes time and courage to express true feelings about any post. 600 more words
Contemplation is the key to unlocking the attachments and addictions of the mind so that we can see clearly. I think some form of contemplative practice is necessary to be able to detach from your own agenda, your own anger, your own ego, and your own fear. 256 more words
I was eleven years old – perched at the edge of puberty – and supposed to be having the time of my life. At sleepaway camp the pleasures of summer beckoned: horses, archery, a lake. 852 more words
The longer I live, the more I experience my own woundedness around the dreams I have held onto that haven’t played out in the way I had wished. 474 more words
The word floated up in my mind as I read of the systematic destruction of the ancient religious and cultural heritage of the city of Mosul by Iraq’s “Islamic State” militants who, having driven out the city’s centuries-old Christian population, have been turning even to iconic and treasured Muslim sites. 429 more words