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I think a cry of friendship is not “fix it”, but “do you care?”
The “do you care” place though can be a place of stuckness *if* we assume empathy is the *total* solution. *Sometimes* empathy becomes a wallow in the mire, a bath in swill, and even a shared entry into falsity.
“No sympathy”
These were the strange words an older friend and mentor said to me in a set of unusual circumstances.
Driving our then 6 kids to school one winter morning we passed a teenage boy walking down Toodyay Rd in a most bedraggled fashion. Freezing and pouring. An area where there are no houses for miles in any direction.
Continue reading “The hitch-hiker who wasn’t.”