The Parallel Parliament

Glen Pearson

Posts tagged “healing

The Secret Nook – Chapter 5 (Back in Time)

Posted on September 30, 2018

She checked the speedometer, gratified to see the needle hovering around 60 mph – the legal speed limit. The journey from her Charlottesville apartment to Clifton Forge, roughly from east to west, was only around 80 miles as the crow flies, but the winding track and steep climb up into the Blue Ridge Mountains took its time.  Meadow was still able to spot some beds of snow at various points in the higher elevations, but they were mostly gone now that summer was about to make its grand entrance. The Ford-150 pickup easily handled both the climb and the turns.  Les had been insistent. He knew that Meadow had sold her mother’s old car after she died and had resorted to taking public transport in…

Summer Reflections – Physician, Heal Yourself

Posted on July 22, 2018

For centuries the word “sabbath” denoted a time of religious retreat, but in recent years it has come to be viewed as a necessary time of retreat to recalibrate ourselves to face the pressures of modern life. “Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy,” was one of the original 10 Commandments – the third on the list – but it was a concept practiced by other religions and cultures around the world.  For some that meant focusing on God; for others it was a time of healing. It was centred on the idea that life during the week can not only drain us but also cause us to make decisions that in the long run are detrimental to our mental health.  There is…

Ring the Bell

Posted on September 25, 2013

It was exactly one year ago that I left hospital, came home, and began a phase of my life that left some tinges of mortality on all the things I do.  I possessed a stapled incision that ran fully up my stomach and was an endless source of fascination to my Sudanese kids.  I jokingly told them it was a zipper that had been placed there in case the surgeons needed to go in again and it was only a couple of days later that I learned that they had believed the entire story.  I laughed so hard the staples almost popped out on their own. I was some 30 pounds lighter and in possession of only a quarter of my stomach.  The tumor…

Christmas in Connecticut

Posted on December 15, 2012

What would Christmas be without a child? Would it fill us with such wonder, such pathos, such hope? Doubtful. According to the ancient scriptures, the moment God chose to take the form of a child humanity and God both took on new meaning. Divinity was approachable; humanity was suddenly capable of great elevation. The child is what makes Christmas, pure and simple. Would the tragedy in Newtown, Connecticut carry such deep pain within us if so many children hadn’t been killed? Would parents in Canada have rushed to school at the end of the day to usher their kids home with such a sense of intensity? Again, doubtful. If author Carl Sandburg is correct, that a child, “is God’s opinion that the world should…