Tree of Life, Tree Of Tears

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Tree of Life, Tree Of Tears

My son, who is a twenty-something EMT in Pennsylvania, posted the words below on his Facebook page on Tuesday before the synagogue attack on Saturday. I was so proud of him when I read this. And today I am even more so, hoping that his generation will be another “greatest generation,” and will stand up against the bigotry and hate-mongering that is creating fertile ground for anti-semitism and violence. #TreeOfLifeSynagogue #vote

“Today I had a moment that added pause to my day and week. I was transporting a demented elderly woman to the hospital for a check up after falling. As we were assessing her, I saw the tattoo on her forearm. A set of dull black-inked numbers that starkly contrasted her light skin. She was Jewish and born in Europe in the early 1920s. I can’t explain what I felt when I saw that tattoo, but it was an unexpected upswell of emotion. It lead me to reflect momentarily on what she must have seen and endured in her lifetime.

Sadness, respect, wonder....

Here was living proof that not all that long ago the world collapsed into a dark period of fear and hate that is incomprehensible. Sure you read about it, but this is someone who survived that horror, lying in front of me. Now we look back in history books and say the warnings were all there. Demagoguery, xenophobia, nativism, racism; many of these same illnesses we suffer from today as a country were ones dismissed as non-threats in Europe at one time.

It reminded me of the real threat of words, lies, fear-stoking, but especially the danger of viewing some lives as more important than others. The danger of grouping people based on their races, ethnicities, religions, nationalities.

Whereever I go people are people. Most people around the world want many of the same things. Food, shelter, security, a future for their children. No one is better than me, no one is worse. As Dr. Paul Farmer says, “The idea that some lives matter less is the root of all that is wrong with the world.”

Seeing this patient reminded me that love and tolerance must prevail if we are to avoid a time like this again. It is essential for us to show compassion and love when we feel threatened or inclined to let fear cloud our judgement.

Easier said than done. But I can at least try. We all can. There’s so much at stake, and even more for us all to gain.

Never forget. Never again.”

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RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.

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RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.

A friend made an interesting post on Facebook last week. She was responding to the tone-deaf Pepsi ad that offended millions of people. She posted “Hoping beyond imagination that I'm not an insensitive white woman – that would break my spirit completely.” Her posts got me thinking about white privilege and the journey of denial, resistance, acceptance and understanding confronting many Americans, especially since the word “resist” has  become such an icon in the American English lexicon. 

 

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NO GUTS, END OF STORY?

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NO GUTS, END OF STORY?

An Open Thanksgiving Letter to President Obama:  I wish we could have this discussion face to face, like your famous “beer summit,” but instead I hope this open communication may do some good for our country, or to use your phrase, be a “teachable moment.” [if you're on a mobile device click on the photo above to read more.]

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DONALD TRUMP, MY TEACHER

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DONALD TRUMP, MY TEACHER

Last week—no, the last many months—have been difficult for me. I've sat down many times to write about what this presidential election means for America. But I don't write about politics. I write about words, mind, spirituality and the human condition, so I struggled with how to... [if you're on a smart phone, click on the photo above to read more.]

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THE LOST SIXTH STAGE OF GRIEF:  JOY

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THE LOST SIXTH STAGE OF GRIEF: JOY

The Five Stages of Grief have become an almost sacred tenet of modern psychiatry. The Five Stages have helped people deal with the death of a loved one, their own death, and have led to more compassionate treatment of the terminally ill. But what if the Five Stages are incomplete? What if there is a sixth (and even seventh) stage that modern psychiatry has missed? If you're on a mobile device, click on the photo above to learn more.

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DON'T WRITE LIKE ME!

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DON'T WRITE LIKE ME!

The first thing I’d tell aspiring writers: don’t mess with the mystery. Don’t listen to teachers who try too hard to explain, don’t read books that give in-depth advice on sentence structure and word choice. You’ll just end up writing like everyone else. Listen to your own voice. Be a visionary. Take chances. Jump off cliffs. Land with a splat. Fail. Pick yourself up again like Wily Coyote after being flattened by the falling anvil…

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A SOCIETAL SICKNESS

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A SOCIETAL SICKNESS

Another mass shooting, another round of searching for answers. How could someone do this? Why only in America? The debate has come down to a two-sided choice: the death toll is the result of lax gun regulation. Or the real culprit isn’t guns, but mental illness. What if both sides are wrong? What if the shootings are a result of something much larger?

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THE SPIRIT WORD

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THE SPIRIT WORD

"Spirituality" has become a popular buzzword in our modern lexicon, as more and more people describe themselves as spiritual, but not religious. In a survey by LifeWay Christian Resources in 2010 of 1,200 18- to 29-year-olds, 72% said they're "really more spiritual than religious." It used to be that if you weren't religious, then you were an atheist, or maybe an agnostic, but a new category—spirituality—has  given people a third, very viable and interesting option. So what does it mean to be spiritual?

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LOVE IS…

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LOVE IS…

On the occasion of Valentine's Day, I thought I'd share one of the most popular chapters from my book, Passage to Nirvana. It's a short chapter; doesn't take more than a minute to read. It's almost more of a prose poem. The chapter is about both the word and the reality, and is titled simply, “Love.”

 

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FIGHTERS, YOU ARE NOT ARTISTS

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FIGHTERS, YOU ARE NOT ARTISTS

Art is beautiful, fighting is ugly. Artists create. Fighters destroy. Artists make paintings and songs and dances that bring joy to our hearts. Fighters make blood and pain that damages our bodies and brains. Permanently. Using the word “artist” to describe a figher is an insult to artists everywhere, and demeaning to the word “artist.”

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TO MELLOW A MOCKINGBIRD

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TO MELLOW A MOCKINGBIRD

How does our worldview change as we age? I pondered that question this week as the news broke that HarperCollins would be publishing a new book by Harper Lee, the author of *To Kill a Mockingbird.* The story interested me for several reasons: first the fact that it was such a huge story; as a writer I'm always gratified to see the general public get so passionate about books. The top trending tweets for several days had the keywords "To Kill a Mockingbird" and "Harper Lee."

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THE ART OF SUPERNESS

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THE ART OF SUPERNESS

I woke up this morning pondering the question: “What does it mean to be super?” Today is the day of the big game, the Super Bowl, which is really more than a big football game. It is a cultural ritual, a national holiday of sorts, a ceremony and celebration of all that is American: big, brash, bold and, well, super.

Superman was, after all, the invention of an American mind, as is super-sized food portions (MacDonalds), and supermodels...

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