A mature contemplative practice places us squarely before the wound of the human condition, and we learn to meet our wounds in a new way. At first this is difficult, and there is great resistance. But gradually we learn something very precious under the tutelage of these wounds. We learn a compassion for others that replaces judging, self-loathing,

when we’re sick, we have an opportunity to practice deeply and to heal from that illness, not only physically but also psychologically and spiritually.

When my heart hurts, communing with sacred medicines and meditating on the miracle of life leaves me renewed, refreshed, and inspired to keep up the fight.