|seriously, that's too many damn pictures|
|Oh Vietnam, you are SO beautiful|
|Is this considered voter intimidation? Is it working?|
Coz I really want you to vote for me
So that colors everything I do. I have always believed that human beings are more similar than different, but this experience has only expanded and informed that belief. And it is coloring every action and thought I have had since coming back. I felt this connection when I was at a Tibetan prayer vigil to pay respects to the victims of the tragic Oikos University shooting in Oakland. Everyone was chanting, with monks leading the chant. Tears were flowing and people were praying in unison. It was a Buddhist ceremony, where everyone prayed to the departed's soul, since it is believed that if someone departs the world in violence their soul gets lost. It was in essence, a soul-calling or soul retrieval ceremony. In this ceremony, one I had never experienced, I still felt connected in this human element of grief, of understanding loss and tragedy, beyond religion, or language or physical appearance.
|Tibetan prayer vigil for the Oikos University tragedy|
|aaand that is my truthiness for the day...|