I couldn't sleep last night or the night before. I am haunted by the figure of a woman in the midst of a horrible tragedy. She came to see me two days ago and her plight was so harrowing that it still pangs me.
I try to remain distant from the emotional edges but it is difficult to do so. It seems unnatural to not engage. I held her hand and hugged her and that was all that I could do and maybe that was what she needed. She was too hysterical for an appointment and we just sat together, both of us painfully aware that there were no words to soothe her in any of the minutes that passed between us.
Of this I am convinced: People feed each other spiritually.