The way I think about the earth is my feet cannot touch the ground. They can only touch metal things. I can’t feel the dirt in between my toes like other people can because I can only touch material things.
Are you proud of the work you do? I am pretty certain the most fulfilling moment of my professional life was about 9:30 pm on Friday, January 10th, 2020. Location: AMC Theater at North DeKalb Mall after the viewing of Just
On Friday, January 10th, Compassionate Atlanta, along with the Love & Light Institute, hosted a fundraiser during a screening of the movie “Just Mercy” at the AMC North Dekalb 16.
The Compassionate Atlanta Team is grateful for your continuous support. Thank you for showing up and sharing our message of compassion and kindness. We are excited about the projects we have lined up for 2020! Let’s have a great year together.
It’s almost 2020🎉 It’s hard to believe that 2020 is just days away.
Last night, Leanne and I were at a dinner featuring a veteran human rights activist, Magdaleno Rose-Avila. Our host made three pots of soup and asked his guests to bring the sides.
“Compassion impels us to work tirelessly to alleviate the suffering of our fellow creatures, to dethrone ourselves from the centre of our world and put another there, and to honour the inviolable sanctity of every single human being, treating everybody,
Give Thanks by Investing in Compassionate Atlanta Do you believe that kindness is contagious? Is your behavior changed when someone is kind to you versus a person who disregards you or is unfriendly?
One Home Collective is a non-profit just like Compassionate Atlanta. What they do is help the growers in Mexico. The event that I went to was a fundraiser for the coffee documentary. And that’s where I got to interview Arturo.
I’ve heard people say we don’t need more nonprofits, but I’ve never heard anyone say we don’t need more Starbucks or CVS’s or Marshalls. Does that make you wonder? I know a lot of small nonprofits.
One of the reasons I decided to work with Compassionate Atlanta is that, after having been a friend to the organization for a couple of years, I noticed they did things very differently than I was used to.
Home. It was more than just our annual fundraiser. Last Sunday afternoon, the Frazer Center doors opened to the most beautiful audience.
Sometimes I am a person who feels that she walks in the dark a lot because I do not always feel that I fit into my social context.
We are all inundated with requests for money. It is election season and every other email is a request for money. My inbox is filled with people peddling new programs that will cost me money.
In our recent work focusing on welcoming community conversations, centered around inclusion for all, we found ourselves in Clarkston, Georgia engaging with the refugee community.
So often we talk about compassion as the way we act. I want to challenge that and ask you to think about compassion as the way we show up. Our schedules are busy, without a doubt.
I did not grow up in the US and I don’t have kids. I have a niece and nephew who live far away. People tend not to ask me to baby sit for them. (I wonder why? Ha!)
This post is in honor of my dad who is in hospice and fighting the good fight, but we know his time here is short. My dad and I are very close.
Hello everyone! In my “other” professional life, my non-Compassionate Atlanta life that is (how is that possible?), I do a lot of work in cultural diversity and inclusion.
While having a phone conversation with my mom the other day, she said “Hold on a minute, I’m just putting this little beetle outside”. She didn’t even think twice.