I just read Susan's latest post over at Visual Voice. It is about how we are all connected. It helped me pinpoint this strange feeling I've been having ever since we first heard about the VA murders. But, we are connected and even things far away effect us, especially something as horrific as this.

I have been feeling strangely restless and discontented, wandering around the yard aimlessly with deep longing emotions stirring inside. This deep need to do something? to create something beautiful. I finally recognized the feeling... it's me needing to fix something because so much is broken that can't be fixed. That, at least, I can't fix.

But, I can do this. I can mow and plant and pull weeds and my yard is so beautiful and it makes me feel content and safe.

I can hold my kids a little more than usual (which is a lot)and tell them how much I love them.

I can't fix the world but I can make my world better. I can be a little kinder, a little more understanding, a little more concerned.

It's funny how it works - the being connected to every human - when one weeps we all weep. It's strange how we are connected to the earth, how standing barefoot on the cool clover helps to ground me, how planting something that I know is beneficial to the earth makes me happy in my heart. What's really strange and very sad is that we've forgotten how connected we really are.
It doesn't change the fact, it just leaves us feeling alone and confused.