If you love compassion, compassionate action can become your best asset, your super-power.

Then, almost by a miracle, on just the right day at just the right moment, when I was questioning just how to navigate, Deborah unwittingly gave me a sign. She found it in an old file she was cleaning out. Deborah found the now ancient worksheet that held my odd square.

I don't have time for this blog, but I'm resurrecting it anyway. It's taken me almost 50 years of living to realize that a great many of the things we think are most important aren't, and the things we woefully push to the margins when other duties call might just matter most: art, writing, music, or even the simple act of picking up an imperfect autumn leaf like a toddler and hanging it on the fridge as a reminder of crunchy fractured delight. You know very well the things I

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