I can't stop watching video of the disaster in Japan.
I try to go think about other things. I clean and do the rounds but the feeling of panic along the skin of my back accompanies me. This planet upon which we rely for all the elements of our lives, has shifted massively. Thousands of people have been ripped from their lives into death or complete change. I think some part of me is sensible to that going on so I feel it. Just an echo of what is actually experienced by those in Japan and by the environment there.
When I look at the picture above all I could think is that each box, each stick of wood, each car, each thing or the debris it has now become; mattered to someone. Before the disaster all these things were important. Now they are worthless. Worse than worthless because now they have to be cleaned up and removed. Where is a place large enough to hold all the debris this disaster has created?
The time has come it seems. That time which we have both anticipated and feared.
I read a posting that said that each person now on the planet has a purpose. Each of us is part of the transformational change that is now happening. I resonate with that assertion. The next question always is, "so what now?'
