Yesterday I attended an all-day meditation retreat titled “With compassion, we turn the tide.” I can’t convey how it felt then and how it feels now, but I’m reverberating with the offering, the generosity and dedication of this group of nuns, and what each of us might bring to our lives and the lives around us. Here’s a documentary video to give a sense of the dedication a group of people choose in bringing generosity and compassion to their lives and the lives of others.
Celebration
Yesterday we enjoyed a birthday party for our grandson turning five. The theme was Pirates, and there was an array of young pirates at the party, a party of seventy people young and old. The youngest was a smiling, active eight month old, and the oldest, grandson’s great-grandmother, a spry 101.
I’m with the words of Joanna Macy:
The web of life both cradles us and calls us to weave it further.
Ripples
This morning thoughts are with a friend. His wife of many years has Alzheimer’s. He’s trying to cope with loss and heartbreak and the stress of giving constant care.
What is this loss of memory? How do we handle so much pain?
Another friend is going through radiation. They have warm blankets.
I read these words:
What we do now echoes into eternity.
—Marcus Aurelius
Ripples circle from a rock thrown in the pond.
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