Wednesday, May 02, 2007

When you work with people who have had massive disasters in their childhoods
followed by later crippling blows,
it is something special to hear their stories.

Beautifully so,
I can see people moving and are progressing in their emotional life.

Some of them building on that self knowledge and growing in stature.
I love it
and it means I am reaching out and being touched by a shalom finger tip.

I experience beauty and pain and refuse neither.