A Fox In the Woods
When I tried to apply the Steps of AA to my grief over the death of my thirty-year-old daughter, Phyllis, I came to a brick wall. I could admit I was powerless over death. No amount of prayer, bargaining, you-name-it had stopped the inexorable progress of the ovarian cancer that invaded her body, despite surgical intervention and chemotherapy.
Phyllis had attended a spiritual retreat when she was in her early twenties. She told of having something unresolved since the death of her father when she was sixteen, and she had taken a walk in the woods during the retreat to meditate on...
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