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Showing posts from November 15, 2015

Candles and flowers

Saturday I got nothing done, thinking and reading and watching things unfold. I woke up to "Did you hear about Paris?" And then, like most of the rest of the world, did almost nothing but hear about it all day long. I went for a walk this morning to quiet all the chatter still in my head. Social media, augh. It won't let me stop thinking about Paris and Lebanon and Syria and bombs and horror and how quickly fear turns into the same kind of hate that caused the horror in the first place. If that makes sense. Sometimes it doesn't make sense to me, either. But I don't think love and fear happen together. And some of the chatter helps. A huge conversation with the whole world on what to do when people suffer. It's amazing we can do this. My favorite story today was the little 3 year old French boy and his father being interviewed by a reporter, and the boy thinking they might have to move to a new house because of the mean men with guns who