Radical Loving Care

Radical Loving Care Practiced at Ariz Hospital. When patients walk into Mercy Gilbert Medical Center in Gilbert, Ariz., they are greeted by the.
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Please re-enter recipient e-mail address es. You may send this item to up to five recipients. The name field is required. Please enter your name. He never wavered or complained; he just persisted in saving their lives! We can all learn an invaluable lesson from this story: Each of us has been given special talents—gifts from God—which we can use daily in improving the life of our fellow companions on planet Earth. Special thanks to Terry Chapman for sharing this inspiring story of courage and unwavering devotion. When the angel comes to lift you from this earth what legacy will she whisper to those that remain?

The world's reality is that the whole of us can only be remembered in pieces: We are often remembered in sound bites: The recent passing of two giants gave us opportunities to witness exquisite goodbyes that presage fine legacies. Aretha Franklin, The Queen of Soul, left us presents that reach through our hearts to plant roses in our spirit.

Senator John McCain leaves a legacy of stunning integrity.

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McCain was what his main detractor, our current President, is not - a hero. Trump's exclusion from the funeral reinforced a contrast: McCain, whose courage illuminated the world. Trump, whose energy darkens life. We cannot be so famous as to be known by our first name, Aretha, or our last name McCain. But, starting now, we can commit great acts: And the best news is that fame has nothing to do with legacy.

Kindnesses bloom whether or not we know the identity of the planter. Kindness begins with Liz Wessel's quote in her weekend essay about how we see others, "The person across from you is a community of persons—persons met during a lifetime. Each carries with them a mother and a father, student and teacher, brother and sister, enemy and friend. The person across from you is an inexhaustible reservoir of possibility, with potentialities only partially realized.

The person across from you is a unique universe of experience—of possibility and necessity, laughter and tears, love and indifference, hopes and fears—all struggling for expression. The person across from you believes in something—something precious; stands for something, lives for something, labors for something, waits for something, runs for something, runs towards something. The person across from you is not perfect—often feels disappointed, is often undecided and disorganized and woefully close to chaos; but is endowed with a tremendous inner strength, and is capable of surviving great difficulties and persecutions.

The person across from you is a community of persons—persons met during a lifetime. The person across from you does some things like no one else in the world. There is something this one life on earth means and cares for —will that person dare speak it of you?

The person across from you is more description than explanation. Look before you, and within youlook aroundfor God is indeed among us! Just birds can do it.

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They are the true acrobats of the air. When a loved one dies we seek their presence in birds.


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We imagine them in clouds. We seek them in our dreams. None of us can fly. Birds sew the air with ease. I never tire of watching hawks cross-stitch patterns against the sky. The humans that come close to soaring are circus acrobats. As circuses vanish where will they go? Birds communicate by singing. Amid the horrors of slavery, African Americans learned to do the same. Singing is a form of flying.


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Recently, friends have gifted me with flowering plants on occasions such as birthdays, or from students who wish to express appreciation and co-workers who manifest love through kind gestures. A year ago, my dear friend June gave me the tiniest Violet perhaps an inch or so in height and entrusted me with her care. I must confess I am not one who finds time to nurture plants. Now, she sits contentedly and breathes in all as it is. While we live in very troubling times, we can cultivate compassion to blossom in ourselves and others in many ways.

The following poem by the great spiritual guide, Thich Nhat Hanh offers this wisdom…. The only thing worthy of you is compassion — invincible, limitless, unconditional. Hatred will never let you face the beast in man. One day, when you face this beast alone, with your courage intact, your eyes kind, untroubled even as no one sees them , out of your smile will bloom a flower. And those who love you will behold you across ten thousand worlds of birth and dying. Alone again, I will go on with bent head, knowing that love has become eternal.

On the long, rough road, the sun and the moon will continue to shine. Our gardens are not just homes for plants but any personal place of peace. Wherever you seek solace, that is your garden. Liz Wessel's weekend essay reminds us of the definition's breadth. Here is part of the Mary Oliver poem she quoted: Try to find the right place for yourself. To "dream of it" is vital because we do not spend much time in actual gardens. Fortunately, dreaming can put you anywhere. What brings you peace?

My younger sister dreams of La Jolla. The views there are her garden. The most beautiful traditional garden I know is friend Melinda Garwood's. Thus, her garden is as lovely as is she. Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way: A Poem by Mary Oliver. When one is alone and lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, or splashes into the cold river, or pushes through the ice-crusted snow.

God, or the gods, are invisible, quite understandable. But holiness is visible, entirely. In all the works of Beethoven, you will not find a single lie. All-important ideas must include the trees, the mountains, and the rivers. To understand many things, you must reach out of your own condition. For how many years did I wander slowly through the forest. What wonder and glory I would have missed had I ever been in a hurry!

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Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still it explains nothing. The art starts in your heart not your head. Appreciation begins with what your heart tells you about yourself. We wish we were strong enough to be our best self whether people affirm us or not. Yet, even the most confident of us are influenced by criticism. If your family qualified every line of praise with that deflating word "but" then your journey to expressing appreciation may take more work.

That voyage is worth your persistence. Your most powerful positive tool is not blame but praise ; not indifference but appreciation; not constant complaining but sincere affirmation. No piano teacher awakens the best by cracking her student's knuckles with a ruler. No coach builds a great team by constantly pointing out mistakes. No leader plants a successful culture by repeatedly telling employees, "You're screwing up.


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    5. Remember that meaningful compliments have two characteristics: Practice the art today. Find something specific you honestly believe about a staff member. It can be something as simple as Judy's smile. Tell Judy, "Your smile must brighten the days of so many.

    You've already brightened mine. Watch how the paint brush of your appreciation colors Judy's face, how it gladdens her energy. Special thanks to Terry Chapman for offering this meaningful reflection. What can we learn from our winged friends?

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    First, we can learn how to soar above everyday concerns and boredom by honoring our daily round. Next, we can respect our bodies by fully exercising them in play and work. But most of all, at the end of each day, when all has been said and done, we can let it be and go peacefully to sleep, knowing that tomorrow will be another new day, to greet with love, hope, and gratitude for all we have received. This poem by Robert Frost calls forth a gentle spirituality and trust demonstrated by one single bird in Nature.

    Birds, at least must know It is the change to darkness in the sky. Murmuring something quiet in her breast, One bird begins to close a faded eye; Or overtaken too far from his nest, Hurrying low above the grove, some waif Swoops just in time to his remembered tree. At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!

    Now let the night be dark for all of me. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future. Let what will be, be.

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    I craned to look at the cars cramming the highway below. As I leaned back a startling sight unfolded.

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    We have all seen the sun break through clouds. I had never quite seen clouds shape a spotlight as dramatic as the one shown here. After shooting this picture I glanced at the other cars. No one else was looking up. Was what seemed a miracle mundane to others? Can a miracle be one if we do not notice it? Is a miracle unfolding before you right now waiting for you to part your clouds of doubt so that it may illuminate your life?