The carpet had tiny specks of maroon and gold that danced on the dense forest green of the hotel conference room carpet. I remember the carpet so well because my hand was on my heart and our session was being led through a guided meditation for self-compassion, and suddenly hot tears creeped out of theContinue reading “I’m Not Okay”
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Reflection: God as the Stranger
It was my first real death, a few weeks into my time at the hospital, I was far from the wide-eyed new chaplain, but I’m hardly seasoned either. It was particularly hard. An all day process, everyone involved knew that today would be the end. Checking in on the family throughout the day, I sawContinue reading “Reflection: God as the Stranger”
Becca Kello 