Physicists have discovered a jewel-shaped geometric object that challenges the notion that space, time and particles are fundamental constituents of nature.
What a week it has been in the world; a commercial airliner shot down, an accidental casualty in the Ukrainian civil war, hundreds more dead in Palestine in an ongoing fight for holy land and advancements in the most dangerous Jihadist group to gain power in Syria and Iraq. In addition to international conflicts came the ire of Mother Nature with droughts in the American West, a typhoon in the Philippines and China, soot melting snow in Greenland and hailstorms in Russia. Politically, Obamacare is once again under question, child immigrant/refuges are met with hostility instead of aid while local police accidentally strangle an unarmed man to death for selling untaxed cigarettes.
Ugh, It is enough to make me run from the news and collapse into the comfort of unplugged solitude.
Today is my father’s birthday. It always reminds me of the father he was and the one I wish he had been. My birthday wish for him is that he remember his three children. After years of running, it is time to face the guilt and pain of the past. Perhaps it would help heal my wounds too.
On my recent trip to Poland, I was able to take advantage of an unexpected day off. I seized the opportunity to visit Auschwitz and Birkenau. Far from a carefree site seeing locale, I thought it was important to connect myself with the tragedy…although it was an extremely difficult journey; I am grateful I did it. I was horrified by the enormity of both camps and by the details illuminated by our incredible guide. I have included some images here, in case some of you never have the same opportunity to visit it in person. Missing are the images that brought me to tears; the rooms filled with human hair, prosthetics, eyeglasses, suitcases, baby clothes and shoes. They made clear the incredible numbers of people who lost their lives…the sadness hit me like a tidal wave when I saw the hair, hair that was later used to make socks for the German army. You can imagine my shock. These images can never replace a personal visit which I highly recommend. Everyone needs to see the camps, remember the event and never let it happen again. More images follow in another post.
"One of the greatest necessities in America is to discover creative solitude."