Recently, I was talking to a psychologist friend of mine about the burden he felt from carrying the sad stories of the people who came to him for help. “People do such terrible things to one another,” he said. “Yes, that’s true,” I said. “But what I think about most when someone leaves my office is the stunning dignity with …
A More Flattering Light
I have a new daily practice. This one is about acknowledging the right of others to make the choices they do. Each night as I “lay me down to sleep,” I ask my guides: whose free will have I made conditional? The face of someone I know will float up into my consciousness, and I will take a moment or …