Fortunately, most caregivers, especially the angels we know as physical and occupational therapists, maintain a beautiful sense of appreciation for the humanity of those for whom they care. Yet we can never be reminded often enough the presence of illness,… Continue reading

The man whose life he saved on the Subway certainly doesn’t care about motivation. The question is not one of faith. It is a question of the human expression of Love. Love is patient, and kind and true. Love is… Continue reading

Meaning is what tells us we count. The key to Frankl’s survival was his constant focus on the vision of what could be. As you move through your day today, I invite you to reflect on Frankl’s story and the… Continue reading

What does it mean to be true to our souls? How much courage does it take to let go of the stone and to swim in a new direction? Continue reading

We listen to the stories of those around us. And we tell them our own. And in the resonance between speaker and listerner, the light of love shines in the eyes of each. Continue reading

I don’t expect this meditation to change anyone’s thinking because there is nothing new in these thoughts. Yet, perhaps this reflection may re-awaken the part of each of us that senses the oneness of all humanity. And as this recognition… Continue reading

Language reflects how we think toward ourselves and others. It can also have an enormous impact on our physical state. This effect is dramatically under-appreciated. Continue reading

To revel in God’s Love, we need to recognize and accept our role to manifest that Love through the gifts we have been given. Love comes through us, not from us. As we engage our gifts for the good of… Continue reading

I say I believe in the possibility and reality of healing and yet am awed and honestly quite often surprised when I see evidence of its occurring. When the patient leaves our care, uncured of the cancer that brought him… Continue reading

Lots of people spend lots of energy trying to crush our ability to dance. I am glad to have learned the song of love from a kind woman, to know the memory of water wrung from a wash cloth and… Continue reading