Such Sadness

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Such Sadness

The tragedy in Newtown is just incomprehensible. I hope that in days to come we can find some relief from the sadness in art. Expression of grief and processing it all will take a long time for all affected. I hope sites like this will help them in some small way. Art helps when words fail.

I agree Carole! Art is healing; whether creating it, crafting it or looking at the beauty of it all.
Please do not worry someday soon we will ALL be in a better place. smiley

Well, I knew about the tragedy first in the Reiki group from my master´s pupils, then I read the news this morning... Such sad matters... Those kind of situations makes me really upset smiley

It's so hard to know what to make of all the tragedy. For me, sometimes action is what helps me move forward, particularly if there is a way to be helpful and make something good come out of the sorrow.

its so sad and awful. it seems to be happening more and more, or else I'm just noticing it more. something really needs to be done. my thoughts and prayers go out to all those who lost a loved one.

Here is a beautiful poem.

Poem Pays Tribute To Connecticut Victims

written by cameo smith

Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“Where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“This is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
When what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
Those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
Then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe…
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“Come now my children, let me show you around.”
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT.”

I thought this was beautiful. Made me cry.