Tag: NVC

  • Those Fingers Pointing Back

    “When you’re pointing your finger at someone else, remember that there are three other fingers on the same hand pointing back towards you!” That bit of sage advice came up for me again recently when reviewing a nasty arguement I had with a loved one. I was talking to a councilor about the conflict, and…

  • NVC Answers the Call

    America is amped up on fear and loathing. For some, a natural response to their elevated levels of cultural cortisol might be to seek shelter in a remote cabin. For others, ease from stress might simply involve dialing back the news feeds and seeking the shelter of a loving conversation. Nonviolent Communication (NVC) is like…

  • With Our Light Under a Bushel

    I asked a local friend to join me as a member of the Salem Braver Angels steering committee. “No” is a common answer and I was prepared for that. She said “no.” I appreciated that she took the time to explain why, and her story stimulated a sadness in me. She said the reason she…

  • Full Circles Begin with One Turn at a Time

    Awake in the night last week, I felt numbness in my heart. For some days, the numbness prevailed. The enormity of issues facing humanity became more than I could emotionally handle. At those times, I “turn away” rather than face it, shoulder it. Helplessness creeps in and I become paralyzed. Today’s newsletter from the Salem…

  • Emotional Needs

    NVC invites us to delineate between needs and strategies. A need is something intrinsic to our self-state whereas a strategy is a position we take in order to gratify our needs. We have physical needs and emotional needs. We drink water to meet the need of thirst. But why do we call a friend? Often…

  • A Significant Piece of Mind

    I knew the guy was gonna take a swing, and I had prepared for it…which is the whole point of this post. Prepare, meaning practice. He was the field director for US Senate candidate Mike Erickson, a Republican and MAGA devotee. It was a few weeks before the 2024 national election. He followed me outside…