Picture your heart with an ear attached
At the Hospice, toward the end of our training, we are asked what comes when we think of Deep Listening. We speak, passing around a heart-shaped bean bag: Rob s...
At the Hospice, toward the end of our training, we are asked what comes when we think of Deep Listening. We speak, passing around a heart-shaped bean bag: Rob s...
Air hot and close as it has been for days.Morning sky near the horizon, papaya.Chachalaca roosts in the magnolia.Mexican boy walks the lawn with a falcon, shoos...
In the annals of the world affairs, a tiny thing happened. (As recounted by Rachel, whose name I’ve chose to change.) Rachel pulled her car into a Starbuc...
There are those in our lives who knowmore about us than we know of them. The quiet ones, the still ones, the listening ones.Those whose concerns lie always beyo...