Tag Archives: compassion

loss & love

Tommy died of old age, and that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We’re supposed to be okay with that. The problem with old age is that you’ve been around long enough to really affect people when you leave. If one of the newborn bunnies had died, it would be sad, but I had a relationship with Tommy. The bunnies don’t even have names yet. Tommy was loud, tired, gentle and very attached to Hazel. You remember Hazel? The sheep … Continue reading

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service center

Service will change your life. Maybe not, but it changes mine. Every time. This week part of my volunteer gig was holding baby bunnies. They need to be accustomed to being handled so they’re comfortable around the kids at Green Chimneys‘. They’re gonna be therapy bunnies when they grow up. Good deed, sure, but I got to cuddle baby bunnies. I help the bunnies, the bunnies help the kids, the whole shebang helps me. If we’ve met, you’ve heard this … Continue reading

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eating locally : checking in

It’s been over a month since I made the commitment, inspired by Barbara Kingsolver’s Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, to eat locally. I know it’s not going to have a huge effect on the world, but it will have a small effect on a few local farmers, on our reliance on fossil fuels, the part of our carbon footprint I’m responsible for. Most weeks I make my way to the Union Square market on Monday, Wednesday, Friday or Saturday; Tompkins Square market … Continue reading

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