When there is no visible alternative, nailed to a cross of pain and suffering may be an appropriate metaphor even if one many of us do not relish. I have felt nailed to the cross: trapped in physical weakness, financial devastation and emotional cruelty with no one to help and no where to go. And the opening was a miracle. I hopped in my car to escape, with no money and no destination. I felt I had no one to help. While I was driving a long-lost friend phoned, and I learned her sister had fallen and needed someone to help her for a few weeks. The sky opened and I sang gratitude. I had a safe, quiet space and a purpose.
On Dec 31, 2023 Judy Carran wrote :