#prayforparis #paris #prayforhumanity Last night’s events in Paris impacted me on two fronts: concern for the Bretonne Bestie and her immediate and extended family, and the heightened security in London today, a stark reminder of the days after 7/7. Like most people, I am shocked, saddened, and beyond speechless. I’ve seen a lot of criticism of the #PrayForParis hashtag; why are we assuming a compartmentalisation of empathy based on what folks are showing support for at the moment? The assumption that people are only supporting Paris for racial reasons is a slippery slope. I am sad for Baghdad and Beirut and a large swathe of East Africa and mothers watching their children die in this refugee crisis. I am sad for the homeless people I see in London every day, whether they’ve had a hand in their situation or not. I am sad. Full stop. My heart weeps. Because despite my education, voice, social mobility, ability to vote or anything else that might hold any sway, I still seem to have NO impact on the world. As a mother, I have no way to comfort the mother of the 9-year-old Afghani girl who was beheaded. I just cuddle my 9-year-old daughter and weep silent tears for the world I am leaving her. Surely it’s time for the ripple effects of compassion and love to kick in? I leave you with some borrowed words to ponder…

Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people living for today

Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people living life in peace, you

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope some day you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world, you

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope some day you’ll join us
And the world will be as one


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6 thoughts on “#PrayForTheWorld

  1. Julie M says:

    I was thinking of you and BB after everything happened. I’m glad to hear that all is ok. It’s a very scary world out there. I hated telling the kids this morning as I assumed that they would hear about it at school and better coming from us. The kids and I were away for the weekend visiting their friends in BCN and then we had to fly back last night (over France which was only slightly nervewracking) and I didn’t want to tell them before we got on a plane. These are the moments when you wish you could just go off the grid and live on an island somewhere so we can protect them forever from the cruelty of this world 😦

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