For the people of Oklahoma, Boston and Bangladesh
I sit here once more in stunned sadness watching another scene of tragedy and devastation. Whether by natural disaster, human error or hearts full of senseless hate, the pain and loss of those caught in the vortex is unbearable. It pulls me from the small worries and frustrations of everyday life and catches me short – how precious it all is, how brief it can be, and how important it is to live each day with purpose.
I return to the book I was reading earlier, Mark Nepo’s “Finding Inner Courage,” in which he says, “What I have had to face are the great ordinary things that all of us have to face: the prospect of dying without having truly lived and the prospect of living without having truly loved. The rest are branches from these deep roots. And no one has ever been able to figure these out alone.”
So if you can, take a minute to live and to love. Reach out to a friend in pain, hug someone you love, breathe in the scent of the air after the rain is over, tell a child that he or she did something wonderful and know at the end of the day that life is a blessing, and you, in your precious uniqueness, are amazing.