To all the therapists and other invisible front line workers who are deteriorating behind the science, there is another way, a way to fall in love with your work again. There is a way to do our heart’s work without breaking our own heart in the process. There is a way to do sacred, good, hard work that sits with tragedy (not alone with white knuckles) but with and in celebration of all of humanity.
Read MoreThis is hard. This is a stupid painful world. I’m here. I love you. I am so grateful you are in this world, that you do the work you do each day. I am grateful that this stupid world has you, and a million people like you, who work to make it better, safer, healthier. Thank you for bearing witness to death. People who would die alone have you there. Thank you. I love you. I am here. How can I help?
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