I was 15 on 9/11. That night the news suggested Canadians all go outside with a candle to connect with neighbours, & to affirm our common humanity after so horrific a day.
I did, but no one else on my street went out, & my family wasn't really the "bond in hard times" sort.
So I sat alone on the front step with my candle, and I thought about all the other people who also couldn't see anyone out on their blocks.
I hoped they wouldn't lose hope in our common humanity.
I hoped I wouldn't, too.
I see your light, and it matters. ๐
@MLClark ๐๐ป
Hugs to you, too. ๐
@MLClark โค๏ธ
may our lights help people find the way to peace
May it be so. ๐๐ They sure as heck can't take us much farther from it right now.
@MLClark It's amazing how much work gets left to be done by one person and one candle.
I remember how at the beginning of COVID, people would go outside and howl like wolves. You could hear them all over the neighborhood, at first, and then after a while, it was just our family.
And I hate to say it, but eventually we stopped howling when there was nobody howling back.
Here it was pots and pans at set hours, whooping and cheering at balconies for the doctors, the nurses, the truck drivers, the emergency services crews.
That went away too.
But I will howl with you, whenever called.
@MLClark
I just lit my sage ๐ฏ๏ธ
We're out here, I promise!