Recently I watched the movie Invictus for the second time. It’s the story of how Nelson Mandela actively supported the South African Springboks rugby team in the early years of his presidency. He knew the power a winning team to bring people together. That winning the world cup could help to bind the wounds of a bleeding nation.

More importantly, Mandela knew that forgiveness was more powerful than any vindictive action or long carried resentment.

The last post I wrote was about the complexity of loss. It was about commitment and the anchors that ground us in life and what happens when we lose those. What you don’t know is that I deleted much of the original writing, stripping out words I decided were best suited for my eyes only. Read the rest of this entry »