Remembrance Week, 26th Dec- 1 Jan
I’ve been watching clips from the memorials taking place for the tsunami vicitims and I gotta tell you, it’s breaking my heart. Last night I dreamt that I was at a protest of some kind, but we had all gone dressed for a funeral because before the protest, we were attending the memorial. We stood in silence as hundreds of blue laterns were released in to the sky, signifying only a fraction of those that were killed by the wave. (I gotta stop watching so much TV. Oddly, Rick, you were there, looking very smart in a jacket and tie. Later, four of us went back to an apartment that had the tinest kitchen I’ve seen in my entire life.)
The internet has done great things in delivering help – from getting goods to where they’re needed to making it a near instant transaction to donate money to the aid agency of your choice. If you find yourself with a little spare change after all your shopping or you’re packing up last year’s sweaters because you got new ones, maybe you can get that stuff in the hands or someone who needs it.
Don’t feel obligated to go through my causes. Every tiny bit of help makes a difference, whether it be to a fund that’s used in the Pacific, the Himalayas, or New Orleans.
I just realized that maybe part of the reason I dreamed last night that I was living with a South Pacific Islander people called “Wade Walkers” was because of the tsunami stuff I was thinking about yesterday. I realize it’s a different region…but it was such a beautiful dream…a whole people who lived underwater in these magical huts where nothing could harm them…it was really beautiful. Maybe some of those souls who lost their lives are living underwater in a parallel universe. I know, too airy-fairy for you…but physics!…science!…parallel worlds!…it could happen! 🙂