Katelyn Nicole Davis (Dolly)

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Katelyn Nicole Davis (Dolly) 12 years old. She shared her heart with us, wanting some reassurance, and we showed her the ugliest part of being human – that part within humans, where they believe that everything is a competition and that they can only win by making sure someone else loses.

How does a 12-year-old make the decision to end her life and do so, exiting out of it with a string of apologies for letting everyone down?  What did we expect from her?  How could her life come and go and seem to mean so little to this world?  Such a beautiful, sweet girl.  Look at her.  How fitting is her nickname of “Dolly?”  Most of us will feel terrible about this little girl committing suicide and we will look at the actual people who did this to her in a “them” and “me” type of lens, but we all contributed to this and the many other cases of bullying that goes on everywhere. Continue reading

Government Assistance and The War We Wage Against Each Other

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According to the Courier Mail, the Australian Government has another proposal to cut welfare payments. (see article here) I applaud the government’s efforts to look at everything and see where we can cut costs.  I applaud their seeming commitment to the idea that the solution has to help people, not just dump them and leave them off worse than before.  I admire that about the Australians, they seem to think a bit more before they jump, or at least make an effort to see the whole picture. Continue reading

Letter From a Mother of a Courageous Daughter

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Dear Doctors and Dentists;

I appreciate that you are busy people with a busy schedule and you have devised a way of doing things that works for you and you may even feel is wise and prudent.

Human beings are not blocks of wood.

You can’t just apply one technique across everyone. Continue reading

An Invitation to Find Your Compassion

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Many years ago when my children were little they were greatly distressed to see someone who lived on the street.  They would pester me that we had to “do something” and they were more than willing to give up their own comfort and pleasure to help someone out.  It happened when we went to Disneyland and the streets were filled with families begging for money for food.  My oldest son no longer wanted to go to Disneyland because he felt it was ridiculous that we were spending our money on fun when other people did not have food.  It was hard to have to try and explain to their innocent hearts and minds how people could end up living on the streets without food or shelter. Continue reading