Dear one,
Over 20 years ago, my mentor challenged me to come up with a personal mantra. He told me that my “personal mantra should be like a tattoo”; something that I felt at my core, because it would be with me for the rest of my life. I was working in youth suicide prevention in NYC at the time and many of my kids were the throwaways of society: gang members, prostitutes, queer kids. It took me a few weeks to come up with a mantra that I felt met the criteria, applied to every area of my life and to every category of people:
“Meet them where they are and accept them as humans deserving of respect.”
I guess it was a pretty good mantra; I still repeat it to myself daily.
What would be your personal mantra?
Never forget that I love you, and that excludes no one.
Love,
