Even the smallest voices deserve to be heard.
A favorite poem of mine by William Wordsworth begins with this line:
The world is too much with us
And lately I feel that more than ever. For all the good that is in this world, and there is plenty, it seems to me, at least today, that there is much more that is bad. I know in my heart that this is not true, but it’s my heart that is clouding that perspective at the moment. As an empath it’s the extreme emotions that dictate my mood. Today the emotion was despair – despair in the human race.
I went to PetSmart today without realizing that it was pet adoption day. Generally I try to avoid those days because I am unable to adopt all of the pets that are there. And believe me, if I could, I would without hesitation. As is my custom, if I see a dog then I have to pet said dog. Today the Golden Retriever adoption foster families were there with three beautiful dogs. I situated myself on the floor and began to pet Bella. Bella was abandoned in an apartment in the middle of the night when her family moved out. Next was Rosie who was surrendered three days before Christmas because her family no longer wanted her – she is nine years old. Finally, there was Hunter, named so because he was found by a group of hunters in the woods where he had been dumped. He has a birth defect and his nose is malformed and it is believed that is why he was abandoned. All three dogs held these stories in their eyes – abandonment, and sadness. But they were also so full of love and ready to be accepted.
I fought back tears as I imagined the pain and fear that each one had felt at being left by the people they loved. No matter how hard I try, I cannot comprehend what kind of person could do this. There is some human component lacking in one who could treat any living being with such disrespect and lack of compassion. I left heart heavy, but hopeful because of the earth angels who are caring for them now.
Then I came home and read a post on Facebook about a father in Florida who killed his five year old daughter by throwing her off a bridge. How is this possible? What is happening in the world?
I am so saddened by our world today. This has to stop. This has to change. We are better than this. I don’t even know how to finish this post. But I had to get this out of me.
Please, please be kind to one another – especially those whose voices might be too small to be heard.
Peace.
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