I think the thing that stills me, that slows my breathing, and catches me most off guard is when someone doesn’t absorb another’s emotional break.
How can we drive past a collision and feel nothing? Yet, at the same time, how do we stop, snap a Facebook moment, and drive away? Just drive away. A moment captured. We feel enough horror to document the moment, enough shock to confess we “had to share,” but not enough empathy to stay. Not enough compassion to help.
We do that. We document and drive away. We see the emotional break, gather the details, absorb information, and move on.
It’s easier. Life is too… Fill in the blank.
I’m broken. I’m full of my life and so full, I’m overweight. I no longer need.
When did this happen? Each day. One slowly on top of another. Shedding the excess life is just like shedding gluttonous pounds.
We’re broken as a society. We’ve lost our sense of compassion. We’ve lost our unity, our oneness, our sense of bring me your poor. Parties be damned. How do we find ourselves?
Maybe it starts with outrage. Maybe it starts with concern. Maybe with common sense. It’s time. It starts with each of one of us.