...you Never know What you're going to get.
I've been thinking a lot lately.
I've been thinking about graduating and how I'm going to miss people. And How I'm surprised to find i realize I won't miss others.
But what has really caught my attention as of late is how there is such amazing amounts of pain in the world. And I really want to make it all go away. Not away from my sight, really and truly gone, never to come back. I know people need pain and suffering to become better people or some bullshit like that. But There is WAY too much in this world. I read a blog written by a woman in Iraq. Recently she wrote about how women are being raped in Iraq by the police force we are supposed to be training to make the country safer. And the government we propped up there is trying to cover it up and hide it. I don't know what to do. People who are more realistic (read: Pessimistic) than me would say there is nothing one tiny little person can do in this huge mess. I disagree. There are hundreds of stories of people who single handily made a difference.
Unfortunately for me, I am most definitely one of those people. Doesn't mean I can't try. But I see so much Pain and such a huge mess every where I Look. I see friends who are in pain and I see behind them the whole planet is on fire. I don't know where to start.
But tonight i was thinking about a couple of friends, and some of the shit that is going on. And I was thinking how some writer was describing writing as a slow process. Every little bit counts. I wish I could remember who it was but she was describing her brother writing a paper on birds and how her father said he just had to do it bird by bird. He was complain about how it was such a monumental task and he didn't know where to start. He just had to go bird by bird. That got me to think why not apply that to much larger problems. Start small. I can't fix Iraq or any one today. But I can hold my friends in my arms when they need me to. I can start here, now, in every little way I can think. I won't make the whole world a better place. I'm not that naive. I can't stop a country from being raped by my home country, let alone a single person far away. But that doesn't mean that I don't care, or that I don't want to do something about it. I'll just have to start small. Work my way up.
Work Bird by Bird.