One after a yoga class I got ride home with the teacher. I didn't know him well, but I knew he was also studying to be a chaplain. He seemed shaken.
He shared that earlier that day he had visited a nursing home to hear the story of an older woman. Just listen. She told him her story and then, just died. He had this strong sense that she was just waiting to tell her story before she let go.
I wasn't impacted like he was, but like the taxi ride this carpool created an intimate space to share a personal story. It's been a couple decades and I have not forgotten this one.
He shared that earlier that day he had visited a nursing home to hear the story of an older woman. Just listen. She told him her story and then, just died. He had this strong sense that she was just waiting to tell her story before she let go.
I wasn't impacted like he was, but like the taxi ride this carpool created an intimate space to share a personal story. It's been a couple decades and I have not forgotten this one.