I wondered why I seemed blue today...then turned on the car radio and heard an update on the Boston Marathon bombing.
What to do with the feelings of helplessness?
I heard an 8 year old child died. Heartache.
The child was there watching his dad run the race. Oh my, how can those parents deal with this?
I sent out prayers, I spoke aloud to the universe hoping that my compassion is of help to them...to someone.
I don't know who did the bombing or why. Whatever their message or intent, innocent people lost their lives. Blood is on their hands.
I've been to a few runs in the past 2 years and the atmosphere is always upbeat and kind. People are cheering for the runners, family members look on in pride. It is often a magical experience. The last think anyone is expecting is a bombing.
Again, I am not sure what to do with my feelings. I don't want to get caught up in hatred and fear, that will get me nowhere.
Look where those types of feelings get people...often to act out violently.
So I will stay with the sadness and continue to send out my compassion and kindness to people I have never met, but we know each other, we are a human family after all.
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