As I close my eyes and drift away, to arrive at the land where there is love, health, peace, and blessings. I wanted to take the time to think and reflect.
The truth is that I decided to share an open letter via my blog page. This was a response to the humanitarian disaster that took place called Hurricane Harvey. I began to think about my words and the sorrow that was conveyed within. Sometimes it is easy to ignore emotions, pretend like everything is ok, but really it is not. I also believe that emotions should not be ignored, but rather supported. Supported so that this process can allow individuals to heal the brokeness back into wholeness. Sometimes emotions that are left unprocessed or shut out manifest or reveal themselves in ways that were not intended, in an ugly form, or even cause us to wonder why words were said.
I'm not saying we have to carry our heads low, look to the ground, and ponder on our sorrows 24 / 7. The emotion, or the quantity and type of emotion that we feel will vary according to our experience. A humanitarian disaster such as that of the hurricane or any world disaster, or even a personal disaster will probably be more difficulty to manage. I think for me hearing about Hurricane Harvey was very shocking, to a paralysis, denial, to blame, and finally trying to cope. I also felt helpless, this bothered me because I could not do anything. Simply to watch, watching our people die, and suffer. Imagine that.
I think that my thoughts can be compared to the loss of a loved one, being away and not being able to support that person, or being able to grief with loved ones. These thoughts reminded me of the process of grievance when it comes to death. Particularly that of the Muslim traditions. Family, friends, relatives, loved ones gather together to support each other for at least 40 days. Of course as time permits. This process actually makes psychological sense. The process of grieving actually turns into that of memory making, which follows with uplifting one another. These thoughts can also be transferred to that of the disaster in Houston, surrounding areas, and Texas.
We have seen communities, families, and a nation coming together to help each other. It should'nt be a showing off, of who can give more than another. In cases like this every dollar matters. The larger amounts and the smaller amounts, every bit helps. Any offer to help those in need helps and is appreciated. It not only supports those who are suffering, it also refers back to the very essence of human nature, the components of sympathy and empathy. We are built to care for one another, and each other. However, it is unfortunate that disasters do strike, and remind us of this essence.
We can also think about clothes. The needy does not care if the T-Shirt, socks, or underwear is red, yellow, pink, green, orange, purple, blue, white, black or any other tone, shade or color. The needy needs clothes. And it is at this point we also have to remember that the needy, even though at a point of need, has an inert desire to uphold the ideals of human dignity, and honor the self. This is why it is important to support in a way which allows others to get back onto a path of supporting the self. We can call it the road to recovery, or re-building.
With regards to the hurricane and also the open letter that I wrote, I think the contrasts of words, the sorrows, pain, brokenness, to that of the beauty wonder, that was experienced during the Great American Total Eclipse both produced with the elements, yet the effects deeply contrasting. A thought to ponder as the recoveries continue.
Dedication: The words of this being remain with Houston, Texas and our Nation. Thank you to everyone who is supporting, caring, giving, you are truly appreciated God Bless You. God Bless America. My thoughts to share with love & kindness.