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Pia Will Move You

...if you let her.

Pia's Nest: Soccer redux.: embedded in his hateful comment is what many people feel about New Orleans and St. Bernard parish and the aftermath, which is not much, anymore, which is we're tired of hearing about your trouble, which is, it didn't happen to us.

Damn. I feel almost as guilty as the kid who made the comment in the first place. Because I'm way out here in the northwest, and whenever I hear something about NOLA, I get kind of surprised, like “haven't they fixed that shit yet?” Well of course they haven't. There's a hell of a lot of shit to fix. And we shouldn't be expecting it to just go away any time soon. And I'm not going to start asking y'all here to go to New Orleans and help out. I'm just going to ask you to close your eyes and imagine. Imagine it's almost a year since you lost your home. Imagine what else you might have lost. Imagine your pets. Your neighbors. Your job. Family members. Money. Your sense of well-being. Imagine traffic lights that refuse to work. Imagine the post office still not delivering all of your mail. Imagine living in a place that doesn't exactly look like the USA you thought you lived in. I mean really imagine it. Furthermore, feel it. People use the word “compassion” a lot, but I'm not sure they know what it means. Same goes for the word “passion.” Try to remember for a moment that the word “passion” can mean pain. Try to remove yourself from sentimentality for a moment and grasp the feeling in the word “compassion.” With pain. With their pain. You share that pain. The only way to alleviate someone's pain is to first share it. Then ask yourself, “what do I do now?” I'm asking myself that. What do I do now? I honestly don't know. Maybe I will soon. Hopefully soon. Because I hate not knowing.

Tags: compassion | living | mindfullness | NewOrleans | NOLA | pia | PiaZEhrhardt | PiaZ | soccer.

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