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LIFE, UNWOUND: GENEROSITY MATTERS I am who I am because we are who we are. I am because you are.

LIFE, UNWOUND: GENEROSITY MATTERS I am who I am because we are who we are. I am because you are.

Assuming the African ethic of ubuntu, “I am because you are,” bears adopting, how do we live it? Ubuntu comes from a Zulu phrase meaning that a person is a person through other people. Assuming, then, that caring for others matters, how do we teach it? I tried with my four-year-old son and six-year-old daughter.… Continue Reading

LIFE, UNWOUND: THE DILEMMA OF BIRTHDAYS  

LIFE, UNWOUND: THE DILEMMA OF BIRTHDAYS 

My granddaughter exclaimed, “It’s February, my birthday month. I’ll be seven! I can’t WAIT to be older!” Me? “March, ugh, my birthday month!”   What a difference! I notice more gray sprouts at the temples, more wrinkles, more age spots on my hands. The effect of long-time living in gravity takes its toll; my flesh sags… Continue Reading

LIFE, UNWOUND: Enjoying the (S)now

LIFE, UNWOUND: Enjoying the (S)now

I pick up the phone on what my Florida friends say is a miserable, cold, Maine winter day. My good friend, my age, says, “I’m in the ER with my husband. He woke up with no memory of anything that happened last month. The doctors suspect a stroke.”  I say, “I am so sorry. I… Continue Reading

LIFE, UNWOUND: “Peace Is Every Step”

LIFE, UNWOUND: “Peace Is Every Step”

Valentine’s Day. We pass newspaper stands in pharmacies: covid numbers up, climate temperatures up and down, stock market down. Messages of hate. We read sour headlines, then lift our gaze to the sweets. Candy hearts with messages of love. Chocolate.  Sometimes I don’t know what to do, how to be in this up and down… Continue Reading

LIFE, UNWOUND: WHAT’S WORTH REMEMBERING

LIFE, UNWOUND: WHAT’S WORTH REMEMBERING

Sometimes we don’t know, or want to know, big worldly truths. International politics. Fast-moving viruses. The Earth’s climate crises. And there are smaller personal truths that we also cannot always, or do not, want to see. I acknowledge one here: I am forgetting things. Names. Words. It’s as if “my friend’s name is Grace” or… Continue Reading

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