The Healing Power of Compassion

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Several years ago I made a conscious decision to grow. Not a garden full of tomatoes, or my bank account, or my hair. The focus has been on one very specific muscle, which really isn’t a muscle at all, but I like to think of it that way. Compassion. It’s right next to the heart muscle. Not really. But for argument’s sake, let’s say it is. I want to grow this in a big way. I want it to be so large I’ll have to give it a name and buy it a wardrobe. Click here to read more…