The limits of words

We are specks of dust on a revolving rock. This rock which is our home in the universe shuddered last Friday and the lives of millions will never be the same.

Writing my ‘normal’ blog post did not feel appropriate tonight because my words feel trivial and inadequate in light of the pictures and news from Japan.

We are specks of dust on a revolving rock. Our feet, though far apart, are touching the same planet. We are connected. Many, many hearts and minds, though far away, are connected to the pain of our fellow humans in Japan right now, seeking to transmit the possibility of strength, courage, love and comfort.

When disasters like this happen, that is about all I know.

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  1. Amelia says:

    aw Concetta, what can I say. I was nearly in tears again yesterday. . . . .

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