The Buddha said “Life means suffering”, but every mother thinks, “just not my kids, leave them out”.
When my children were growing up, my first and immediate response to thier physical or emotional pain was, of course, to prevent or cure it. As they grew older there were more hurts that I couldn’t prevent and couldn’t fix. I also learned that there were times when my attempts to take away their pain did more harm than good.
This past week I watched my grown son’s grieve deeply and profoundly. As I walked through the first shock and then all the rituals that surround a death, I remembered that being with a child in pain requires skills, not just empathy. Continue Reading





As parents we breathe, we come to our hands and knees, we take a stand, we balance and we fall. We stand up again. We push the edges of our comfort zone as warriors of love. We bend over backwards with open hearts, we become children, we play dead. We start all over again. We find grace.



