tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post952964722659951821..comments2023-03-26T01:02:06.760-07:00Comments on The Fearless Heart: Sad Reflections about Work, Meaning, and Freedom Miki Kashtanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00907977416574801559noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-91770959211088932992013-04-30T21:12:48.619-07:002013-04-30T21:12:48.619-07:00Thank you, Miki. Your post resonated with me in s...Thank you, Miki. Your post resonated with me in so many ways. We need more like this...telling it like it is....and allowing ourselves to let some of it out.....it hurts too much to keep it in. <br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-64932356756904619702013-04-30T11:56:22.961-07:002013-04-30T11:56:22.961-07:00I hear you, Miki. I hear you. A bow of gratitude...I hear you, Miki. I hear you. A bow of gratitude from me to you for sharing this. I feel it too. Companionship on the journey.Tree Bressenhttp://www.treegroup.infonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-27325339810422162322013-03-27T06:53:39.280-07:002013-03-27T06:53:39.280-07:00What if nothing is wrong here? What if "menia...What if nothing is wrong here? What if "menial" work is also God's work? What if "the managers who don’t listen, the employees who are not empowered" are on their own journey and where they are is exactly where they are suppose to be for THEIR journey?<br /><br />When I am in pain, I inevitably find I am resisting something. And when I choose to let go of the resistance, ITawanda Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15450833039794703450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-64751580180948405642013-03-23T17:52:53.734-07:002013-03-23T17:52:53.734-07:00Thank you for this blog Miki. I am sad hearing how...Thank you for this blog Miki. I am sad hearing how much you feel alone with your pain, unable to be fully held and heard. I identify with this experience strongly as well. I am so grateful for the honesty and audacity to be real and resist that temptation to always stay positive. I think hope comes from being with our experience like this, especially being heard. When I hear your care for the Meagan Malachitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17746072444956343513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-53874177553511290032013-03-23T09:46:14.425-07:002013-03-23T09:46:14.425-07:00While still considering the many ideas that come t...While still considering the many ideas that come to mind after reading Miki's heartfelt essay and which ones I might include as a contribution to the theme, there came via an email from a wise brother this morning an essay that includes many of my own thoughts but is presented far more richly than I what I would have come up with. So, instead I offer a link to this inspiring and challenging Ron Greensteinnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-68825037405517942832013-03-23T00:49:01.652-07:002013-03-23T00:49:01.652-07:00"... or if you want to join me in wailing.&qu..."... or if you want to join me in wailing."<br />there. the last few words are what touched me most. thank you.<br /><br />sometimes i weep.<br />i cried a little now.<br />and feel grateful for those words - an invitation to feel, and to be affected (and not alone) - and for weeping itself. and for all that pain which is also love.Umanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-84616334825250985872013-03-22T01:35:11.220-07:002013-03-22T01:35:11.220-07:00mm..Miki..you live most thoroughly through me as j...mm..Miki..you live most thoroughly through me as jason espouses his such love for you and the deepest of inspiration you offer him all the time...the such full YESness he has to the torch you hold up....mm and me..Miki...I often touch into the reality of what I imagine is lived in your body - through you...the absolute physicality of what you feel and what it might be like to live each day this Gayanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04369314790357616099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-14441302895440451672013-03-22T00:04:10.630-07:002013-03-22T00:04:10.630-07:00I want to join you in wailing. I am in so much pai...I want to join you in wailing. I am in so much pain (physical and emotional) that I do not have the full words to express it, but I completely see and feel what you express here. I live it every day in my work as well, and it is overwhelming me. Thank you for your hinesdty and openness. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05321991410940383270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-83810780705914398682013-03-21T16:07:14.861-07:002013-03-21T16:07:14.861-07:00I just read this and I'm not sure what to say....I just read this and I'm not sure what to say...the words are not within grasp. While all of it resonates, the thing that jumped out biggest is the soul-crushing experience of schools. I work with mothers and children to connect them to resources and it breaks my heart to see so many children being managed with prescription drugs, bullied, young souls with no connection to themselves or Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18339737137723681187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-63555232329397949652013-03-21T10:59:02.467-07:002013-03-21T10:59:02.467-07:00For me there is a world of difference between a gr...For me there is a world of difference between a grief and despair that crushes the soul, leading to resignation of hope and the grief and despair that lives and breathes precisely because of the awareness of how beautiful and precious life actually is and how exquisite could be our existence together, and how tragically blind so many of us are....when you breathe in the sweetness and innocence ofsarahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-51587807890365409232013-03-21T08:13:13.992-07:002013-03-21T08:13:13.992-07:00One part of your article that strikes me is when y...One part of your article that strikes me is when you talk about people living grueling lives who are hidden from us "in zones few even know about". I am very aware that I exist in a middle-class bubble with multitudes living around me who are struggling but rarely seen. I find it takes a large amount of time and effort just to try to move outside my walls and make meaningful contact. <Jean Meierhttp://creativelearningassoc.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-63924415156063846802013-03-21T05:53:53.863-07:002013-03-21T05:53:53.863-07:00Hi Miki,
I'm so deeply touched by what I see ...Hi Miki,<br /><br />I'm so deeply touched by what I see as a sufficient slowing down to simply be with the pain and the grief of a certain degree of hopelessness and despair thinking of the workplace - and the longing for human dignity, meaning, and freedom to choose that meaning in that context. <br /><br />A deep sadness in seeing the enormity of the obstacles we may need to collectively Thomas Melihttp://www.conflict2compassion.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-46799694036224928082013-03-21T00:43:32.472-07:002013-03-21T00:43:32.472-07:00Yes, Jean, it's true. It's a choice, and I...Yes, Jean, it's true. It's a choice, and I don't believe I could choose differently. Both are true...Miki Kashtanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00907977416574801559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5754739242520868315.post-90882305945917366652013-03-21T00:11:02.990-07:002013-03-21T00:11:02.990-07:00Miki, I am touched by the your big heart, by the c...Miki, I am touched by the your big heart, by the care and love you feel for the world, by your integrity in speaking authentically, and by your commitment to remain open to what is, including the gap between vision and what is. There is so much pain, so much to mourn, isn't there? I am also touched by your persistence, by your choice to continue turning your attention toward the places and Jean McElhaneynoreply@blogger.com