Human Kindness Overflowing


So much loneliness in the world, you know? Not for me. I haven't felt lonely in years. I just keep meeting the lonely, seeing or hearing loneliness in others. 

This loneliness I observe is the drowning kind. It's not about missing a friendly face. It's that overwhelming despair at feeling unseen, of knowing you are not known in the deeepest, most defining places of your soul. 

"Broken windows and empty hallways,
A pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey."* 

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Walking Each Other Home

Children and teacherFamilies are funny old things, aren't they? Whether a group of several siblings and a single mom; two middle-aged parents and their young-adult, only child; or an extended network of aunties, uncles, and first cousins, this characterization of family holds true.

Funny old things....

Traditionally-defined families are bonded by blood or legal ties, yet often defy all other rational understanding, as a grouping of individuals. Despite shared blood and/or history, they are clearly absent important commonalties or are sometimes even completely void of shared interests or sympathies.

Funny, that, eh?

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Rugless No More

rug woven ragHow many times in your life have you experienced the sudden fall from a metaphoric rug being pulled from under you? That expression is a vivid one. We can all envision the slipping, stumbling, staggering suddenness of stability ripped away. Sometimes it's stability of financial resources that is lost, as when a job unexpectedly ends. Somtimes it's stability of emotional resources, as when a key relationship ends. 

Sometimes, in these falls, stability of self-concept is lost. There's a sense of shifting to a parallel universe, where people are suddenly not who you thought they were. Sometimes, it feels as if identity is the rug that is pulled. 

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Speaking of Fear

column of lightWe're moving through the "spooky" time of year. Halloween, Samhain, All Saints Day, All Souls Day, Dia de Muertos...all ways of honoring "those who have died yet never, never left" us. This time of year, we are haunted by the dead, in costume, at intentional altars, or in our nightmares. 

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Recipe for Joyful Marriage

laughter 775062 640I'm not married, so you might not trust my insights here. Still, I have been married, for almost 20 years, so I do have some experience. More importanty, my former partner is, today, among my three closest friends. Can you say that about an ex? Mine knows me better than anyone else on the planet, not counting myself (cuz there ain't nobody knows as much about me as I know).

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Change Your Story

496047 jumping childOnce upon a time there was a victim. Terrible things had been done to her body, mind, and heart. She hid her real self behind layers of body fat, for protection, and kept herself numb with workaholism, drugs, and alcohol.

She no longer felt her pain but she also no longer felt her joy.

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"You Like Me! You Really Like Me!"

smile 2946267 640For a long time, I found it mysterious that people liked me. My sexual abuse history had taught me that there was something fundamentally wrong with me. So, why would anyone like me? They did but I found that suspicious. I sort of lived by that Groucho Marx motto that I wouldn't want to join any club that would have me as a member.

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Here Comes da Judge*

insecurity 1767736 640I am feeling bitter and resentful. That puts me out of alignment with my value of forgiveness, so I know I have some work to do. Mind if I do it here?

It's all about judgment, really. Yours and mine, both. 

See, I currently get a lot of kudos for my striving to recover from myriad adverse childhood experiences (ACEs), including sexual abuse, parental alcoholism, and verbal/emotional abuse. Yet, I've been striving for more than 30 years and rarely heard this kind of praise before.

What's the difference now? This phase of recovery is changing my body's size and shape. 

Kind of pisses me off.

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You Don't Own Me

freedom mountaintopWith love and respect for Lesley Gore and her wonderful, powerful lyrics, I want to talk about another meaning of this statement from the title of her song. I mean, sure, don't tell me what to say or do, and don't try to change me. I'd say those limits are fundamental in any relationship. 

Don't should all over me, for sure. Can you take it one step further and speak to me from the assumption that I am someone of equal power?

Uh-oh. Now I went and said that nasty word...power. 

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