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Becky - MN Communities Caring for Children
Before you know what kindness really is you must lose thisngs, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in yur hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be beween the regions of kindness. How you ride and ride thinking the bus will never stop, the passengers eanting maize and chicken will stare out the window forever. Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness, you must travel where the Indian in a white poncholies dead by the side of the road. You must see how this could be you. How he too was someone who journeyed through the night with plans and the simple breath that kept him alive. Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside. You must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. You must wake up with sorrow. You must speak to it to fill your voice catches the thread of all sorrows and you see the size of the cloth. Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore. Noami Shihab Nye.
poem Lisa presented to us in the beginning of this practice