The tragedy that Haiti is experiencing right now reminds me of how desensitized we are, and by we, I suppose I mean I. We wake up in our warm beds every morning, hoping that the sun shines and that it isn’t too cold or hot. We hope that work isn’t too stressful, and that we have something yummy for lunch. And hope that maybe we can sneak out a little early and have a fun few hours after work. Mostly we forget everything which isn’t directly inside our little bubble. We stress about things like having to go to the grocery store, or cleaning the house, having a disagreement with a loved one. We read the news, try to get it from every angle so we get as much of an unbiased view as possible. We try and eat healthy food and get lots of proper rest and exercise. The fact is, we live a pretty sheltered life, and meanwhile, thousands of people are dying of hunger, strife, warfare, illness. And millions more are suffering, living their lives purely in survival mode. They do not have the luxury of being able to worry about where they get their food, if they can get away from work for a week’s vacation. I have been trying to RE-sensitize myself, but pouring over the pictures of devastation in Haiti, reading the detailed articles about the rescue efforts – really trying to FEEL the suffering there. But I find it is so hard. I nearly cried this morning on my way in to work because I saw an otter had been killed in the road, but I can’t shed a tear over the thousands of people dead, dying, suffering from this horrible natural disaster magnified by a country rife with unrest? I don’t think the news can ever convey the reality of the suffering that goes on in the world. The 10 o’clock news makes the suffering in the world tabloid-like, completely sensationalized. It disgusts me. It almost seems like the news coverage does the opposite of what it SHOULD do. I think because we watch so much violence and destruction on TV, in movies and in the world, we can’t fathom the reality of actually suffering through a real crisis. I want to say I wish I could be there – wish I could help the victims in Haiti. But saying I wish I could is a cop-out. If I feel that way, I should do it, right? And honestly, what help can I provide? I know I can give money, the one thing I really don’t have. What I have is a huge, compassionate heart and a desire to help those in need. I wish I wasn’t so trapped in my little bubble of work and bills and meetings and appointments that I could just take action and be of some help here. My heart goes out to all of those suffering from this tragedy. I am glad to be able to look outside of my bubble for a moment and actually think beyond my world. Oh I could go on and on about these modern times and how disconnected we all are, but I’ll save it. I will be praying (to my own little higher power) for all those who are affected by this tragedy. And as always in the moments of reflection, I think of my mom, as I was in my early college years, I said – I want to change the world. And she said that they (my parents) had learned that each one of us in this world has the ability to make change in the world and not necessarily as the President, or other important figures. You pick your little corner where you can make a difference and that’s how you change the world. So I will pick a corner, and do the best I can I help the victims in Haiti.