I said, “What’s this life for? What is our purpose here on this planet?”
He looked at me from the corner of his eye. He knew where I was going.
I continued, “Is it to learn? Is this place like a school or a training program that we need to go through for some greater purpose?”
He said, “Honey, please… can we just enjoy the park today?” I laughed. He was right. Where I was going was much too deep to dive into so early in the day.
When we got home from our walk that day my sister told us the tragic news about a shooting in Connecticut at an elementary school. Many young lives were lost.
Immediately, I felt a heavy heart, my throat tightened, and tears began flowing. Crying is a process I don’t try to suppress. I know tears and feelings are necessary for healing.
Later in the day, one of my students posted on Facebook that she had been “grieving all day” in response to the killing of twenty young children and six adults, plus one suicide, at the school.
I reassured her that crying is an appropriate response and feeling our pain helps us heal. When we feel we can heal.
Understanding helps us heal as well. But, how can we understand something like that?
More recently, there was the tragic Germanwings flight with the young suicidal co-pilot who intentionally crashed the plane into the French Alps. All 150 people on board were killed. Many of those victims were young children as well.
Again, I cried and questioned, “What is the purpose of this life especially when horrible things happen?”
I remember taking a weekend course at Kripalu with Mike Dooley, a spiritual philosopher. A woman in the class asked a similar question. She said, “If we all signed up to have this human experience, why do bad things happen to good people, and why do children get abused or murdered? Did they sign up for that?”
Mike said something profound. He said, “We may not be able to see it because we are too close to it, but there may be a bigger healing that needs to take place that we are unaware of.”
I wonder if part of our journey here is to realize how much we can endure and still continue opening our hearts to love and forgive, regardless of the circumstances.
It’s been a few years since my father was struck and killed by a young man driving an oil truck in Long Island. My father was 82 years old and he had lived a long, happy and productive life. The young children killed in that kindergarten class and aboard that fatal fight didn’t have a long life. They only had a brief moment here.
Most young kids don’t have weighty regrets about things they should have done differently. Kids generally experience life and their feelings in the present moment and then they move on to the next thing. If they are sad they cry and let you know it, if they are angry they stomp their feet and express it loudly, if they are happy we hear the sound of their laughter and we know that, too.
Children have the natural gift of living as much as possible in the present moment, like wise sages and philosophers have done before them.
Maybe we would be better off if we learned how to experience life as children do – in the present. Or, maybe there is a much bigger healing that needs to take place on the planet right now.
I don’t know. But, this much I do know… regardless of what happens while we’re here, and for however much time we exist on this planet (a short time or a long time), I believe there is a purpose for us. I believe we are here to experience this life and all it offers, both the good and the bad. And, even when we can’t see light in the darkness, we need to continue “feeling” our way around this human existence to the best of our ability. Knowing that somehow and in some way, something greater may be happening for the good of all humanity.
In the mean time, until we exit out of the body, or are far enough away from this to understand it, we just need to feel the pain and cry.
Share your feelings and emotions with your community, your family, and your support system, and fully express yourself like a child would. Connect your heart to all of the families and people affected by tragedy, send them your love and compassion, and cry with them.
There’s a good quote by an American writer, “Tears are God’s gift to us. Our holy water. They heal us as they flow.” – Rita Schian –
Let your tears flow.