If only I could help
These past few weeks have been tough. Opposite emotions have
emerged in my being. I have been sad, angry, and frightened. I have been
amazed, grateful, and glad. How come? If you have been following the news, you
will probably have heard of all kinds of natural and man-made disasters, from
the latest earthquakes in Italy, wildfires in California to floods in
Louisiana, tornadoes, and wars. If I was to make a list, I would probably not
finish it in my lifetime. Each disaster, no matter where, no matter how big,
has an impact. This strike of tragedy can affect a single person, a small
family, a village, a metropolitan area, a country, a small group of people, or
millions. No matter what size, each calamity evokes a story of sadness to be
told to future generations. Each catastrophe leaves death, a trail of
destruction, and shattered dreams behind. Each time I hear such news, I am
devastated too.
Then I become grateful. As I take a walk at the beach
collecting shells on a vacation, commute to work to earn a living, and return
back to a safe home and warm bed to sleep in, I give thanks for my protection
and all my blessings in my life. Next, I remember the child that got rescued after
hours of uncertainty and fear for her life, I keep thinking of all the people who
aren’t so lucky. I cannot imagine what life is like in an emergency shelter, a
refugee station, a tent city. I cannot watch the news any longer. I cannot bear
seeing the anguish in the faces of all the victims having lost everything in a
matter of seconds. I don’t even try to understand why these catastrophes happen.
All I know is that I feel for the people and animals. I might not know them
personally, but that does not matter.
Each time I hear such news I feel for everyone because I am
an empath. I can feel pain across the miles even if I am safe myself. Back in
my comfortable bed, I feel helpless. If only I could help. If only I could
help, I would pay for new homes, new things, and a new start. The shop owner
could rebuild his business; the children would have a school again; the family
would have a home to come home to; the churchgoers could rebuild their place of
worship; the local hospital could perform miracles of recovery again. If only I
could help where help is needed.
It is my dream to have a foundation one day so it can help
many people. While my resources to do such might be too limited at this point
in time, I use my inner strength as an empath in the meantime. I pray for
recovery, new homes, and reunions of missing people. I pray so that one day I
can pay for new homes, new things, and a new start. No questions asked. Nothing
wanted in return. Just help where help is needed. For now, I pray for you,
beautiful people and gorgeous places. Stay safe.
Love,
Barbara
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