Hello Dear Thrivers!
Welcome to my space. Here, we thrive together through sharing stories and practicing compassion advocacy.
My word compassion advocate interlaces a strong, hope-filled, faith-driven voice for the power of accompaniment in caring for ourselves and each other.
I want to hear your stories about how you are a living through life’s challenges as a compassion advocate.
I believe that when you enter into difficult circumstances, hope and faith are the stepping stones that get you across the rough waters. Tell me your story about how hope and faith have guided you.
In my virtual healing garden on this website, I’ll take you on a tour. Write me and tell me about the healing practices you’ve cultivated in your life.
As we travel together, the way I see this working is that we share our stories together.
Why I Wrote “Permission to Live”
I’m writing a book titled Permission to Live, and it is about how, as I faced a battle with cancer, I faced strategic medical and spiritual choices about how I was going to navigate it. What I learned about love and hope helped me find my way home and reimagine my life. Through this walk, I had to reconcile our larger cultural dialogue about caregiving with my personal views about living as a compassion advocate. Along the way, I found the permission to unearth a playful, healing and enchanted life.
Journey through My Garden
These images from my garden provide the perfect symbols and metaphoric language as an introduction to me, Peggy Fiedler, and my upcoming book Permission to Live.
When I think about how to explain what I mean about our interdependence as vital for healing—about the importance of self-care and reliance on a network of love around you—all I need to do is turn to my garden.
A garden is a place that reminds us to cultivate our sacred values. We must tend to these as much as we would attend to the hurts of physical body. We must remember, too, that any time something threatens the physical body, it affects us emotionally and spiritually as well.
The news that you are facing a life-threatening illness can be such an emotional blow that we are thrown off balance. Our sense of self-reliance is shattered, and in our culture that’s a double blow, because self-sufficiency seems to be the medal of achievement, the pinnacle of worthiness. Our sense of self-reliance, then, must be reconstituted in a new way that installs us into a framework that includes resourceful, knowledgeable and kind allies in healing.
Gardens hold spiritual space for us. They create a certain sanctuary that protects us as well as an invitation to open our hearts. They remind us of the healing power of the aesthetic. In a beautiful garden, we can bathe in appreciation and know we are accompanied.
Snowdrops, brave enough to be first
The flower of Candlemas leads the way into a new season, stirring life with waiting to be born Welcome to my garden. I’m Peggy Fiedler, and I’m a compassion advocate, cancer thriver and storyteller. Today I’d like to talk about the snowdrop....
Blue jay: A faithful companion, and the master of accompaniment
Welcome to my garden. I’m Peggy Fiedler, and I’m a compassion advocate, cancer thriver and storyteller. Today I’d like to talk about the blue jay. This week, the winter garden looks barren, but I know beneath the brush is an ecosystem abundantly...
Permission to Live blog
In this blog, I’ll explain why I call myself a compassion advocate, as well how we can practice Permission to Live. I write about how we can thrive on interdependence and stay in the flow of life. Here you’ll find musings on the human factor, positive psychology and the science of happiness.
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And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.