We've come a long way since the snake pit style "insane asylums." A very long way. Many types of mental illness can be treated and patients are no longer shamed and automatically hidden away. But are there some ways in which mental illness differs from other kinds of illness? We'll call those . . .
There is no dark side of the moon, really. Matter of fact, it's all dark. ~ Pink Floyd Name me a Boomer in my cohort who doesn't love Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon album. Maybe there are some, but I'm not one of them. The songs on this LP speak to me of my college days, of love beads and peace . . .
Learning to say "no." Sometimes not so easy. Girlfriend and I were talking the other day about how hard it can be to set limits. I'm known as a pretty assertive girl, but still, there are times when I don't factor in my own needs, forgoing setting limits for being a bit of a --wait for . . .
Whether you know it or not, mental illness has touched your life. Someone in your circle has a mental illness. You may not know it, but they do. They know it all too well. The reason YOU don't know it is that it remains hidden and one reason is the stigma. The stigma of being thought . . .
These past four days I lived in a place where all hearts were wide open. No, we weren't all sitting around singing Kumbaya. Not at all. We were scientists, scholars, chaplains, grieving families, soul journeyers, mediums, physicians--you name it--all gathered together to share and to love. All . . .
The Blessed Lord said: You are mourning when there is no cause to lament, and yet you speak words that seem to be wise. The truly wise lament neither for the living nor the dead. We all grieve the loss of those who have been important to us in our lives. Our family and friends, our beloved pets. . . .
In which case it's not really a loss, then, is it? Finding the lesson in the situation is tricky though. Sometimes that discovery only comes with time, because at first, we're so consumed by pain we can't see clearly. Sometimes the pain grows until it's so large it chokes out any clear . . .
Even in the midst of great joy, shadows loom around the edges. We know that loss is inevitable, but we're too busy living to think about it. I was reminded of that just this month when our beloved older dog was diagnosed with an aggressive cancer and we had to put him to sleep. He'd been ailing . . .
Love. Love is everything, whether it's love for a child, a mate, a friend, a neighbor or the world. Especially the world. We should treat love like it's abundant, because it is. Love is everything. Living gently. What we use, what we lose, how we manage, how we work. We can--and . . .
9/11 memorial tower in the fog It's taken me a long time to write this post, because I wasn't sure what I wanted to say. But, here goes. A bunch of women friends and I met in NYC in May and some of us decided to visit the 9/11 memorial. I wasn't sure how it would be for me. Politicians . . .