Collective Compassion

There isn't much left to say that hasn't already been said about the Newtown tragedy and yet I felt compelled to share this with you as it touched a chord with many on Facebook: "The collective consciousness of compassion, as experienced around the globe, has elevated that vibration to a transformational level...we honor the little ones and the grown ones who have passed in a way that is helping humanity rise to a higher way of being..."

This perspective doesn't alleviate the sadness (an inadequate word for what we feel), nor should it. It is through this depth of feeling that we truly understand that we are one, we are all connected. It does, perhaps, allow us to find a way to send gratitude to those beautiful souls, assisting them in their transition to a more loving dimension.

In loving empathy ~Lisa

"Nothing ever goes away until it teaches us what we need to know:" Pema Chodron

Have you ever said to yourself, “when am I going to get beyond this……” or “why did this have to happen to me again?” I have been struggling with a very old, very deep issue for what seems like forever, and once again it reared its ugly head last week. Over the years, I know I have peeled back many, many layers of this particular wound. Try as I have to blame others or justify or rationalize in order to find some peace, I now know without a doubt that the lesson is mine and mine alone! Others who have been involved are just teachers along the way (even if it doesn’t always feel that way!!) Others have their journey – and their involvement with us is part of that - but we are ultimately each responsible only for our own journey and the lessons to be learned along the way. Lisa sent me this wonderful quote from Pema Chodron in perfect timing a day or two ago and I have been meditating with it over the weekend in response to my emotional pain. “NOTHING EVER GOES AWAY UNTIL IT TEACHES US WHAT WE NEED TO KNOW.”

I’ve historically been one to quickly go to therapy, read another book, receive another healing – all wonderful supporting practices – but this time I KNEW with every cell in my body that I have to go inwards and employ my wise inner self to teach me what I need to know. The message I got in my silent meditation on Saturday was “love, just love; love is the key, just love yourself and others,” or some other rendition of the same thing. Of course, this was exactly what I need to hear.

The intensity of the feeling I wanted to go away has already loosened its hold. It hasn’t magically left, but I am confident that it will. I know myself well and understand my own lesson here, on many levels. I certainly know that I want to learn what this particular lesson has to teach so that I can move beyond it in this incarnation. I know where to go for answers. What I Know to Be True is that I can feel my higher Self rejoicing at my acceptance of just that. How true it is that everything happens for a reason and holds a growth opportunity if we just let it! THAT is freedom, and I am so grateful.


Not a dry eye in the place.....

I recently spent the weekend with an incredible group of young people, (one of whom just happens to be my son, Chris!) He, Zack, Sean and Hannah have just set off from LA on a refurbished school bus, taking their film, Into Poverty – Living on One, on tour to 25 schools and universities between now and December (including a stop in CT on October 21st, open to the public!) Our weekend together marked the culmination of 2 years work putting together a 55 minute documentary showing 2 parallel stories – those of 4 carefree, idealistic college kids who set off to simulate poverty by living on $1 a day each for 56 days, and the lives of the villages they came to know and love. As I proudly watched the movie, I noticed that there was not a dry eye in the place. It seemed as if everyone was truly present.

The film is about far more than the fearless, anything-is-possible energy of the kids. It shows what compassion and passion can do to a person and those they touch. It shows the joy – yes, joy – in the hearts of those whose financial concerns are uppermost in their minds at all times, as they struggle for survival, not knowing how they will pay for food for their babies. It’s a film about connection and courage, gratitude, joy and pain, hunger and appreciation, depression and longing. It’s a story about shared humanity – and a few incredible kids whose hearts are sometimes bigger than their heads. Maternal bias notwithstanding, it’s worth seeing!

This is the difference that each one of us can make – with a vision, passion, courage and a belief in possibility. Check out the trailer and the schedule at There’s even a photo of the crazy school bus!

~ Caroline ~