self compassion
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one day, maybe a day like today, when the sky has swallowed grey and belched out clean, white snow, i will call you up, just like that, to belch my own odes of forgiveness and mercy, to tell you how much i missed you during these slow days –and how so many other things fell into
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Early December I work at an outpatient mental health facility. A nurse pulls me aside and says,” Someone told me that you are a writer! And that you’ve published books.” Very few know this about me. Stunned, I smile, and explain, “Yes, I am a writer. I do have two books on bookshelves across America
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Let me detail my faults before I showcase my better parts. I am not a patient person. This is unfortunate. I am actively trying to identify deep zen moments when I become particularly impetuous about my being in the world. I cannot say that I always have a great deal of success, but I am
