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Time for NOT
Understanding is Done
Time for NOT
Understanding is Done
This reflection
started mid-December after the Connecticut shootings in America
where 20 children and 6 adults were killed by a young man. This reflection started when I heard myself
say “I really don’t understand.” I kept hearing this same sentiment from
friends, strangers in the streets, radio announcers and call in programs. I even
heard these words from Buddhist nun and spiritual mentor, Ani Pema Chodron .
Not
sure what shook me out of my disbelief, out of my not understanding perhaps it
was the image of a friend‘s 10 year old child pointing his plastic gun directly
at her facebook friends from her profile picture; perhaps
it was the interview I watched with film maker Quentin Tarantino who directs and produces violent films under
the disguise of art and who blasted his interviewer recently for suggesting violence in
films perpetuates violence in society; perhaps it was the beginnings of the ‘Idle No
More’ movement and the reminder of a violence that has/is killing
generations of people in many different ways, a history that many of us to do
not want to take responsibility for; perhaps it was the electric blue hard candy
ring my four year old friend was sucking
with such pleasure and happiness; perhaps it was news of the burnt down garment
factory in Bangladesh where 112 workers were killed and where Wallmart purchases
their clothes; perhaps it was a close relative of mine who
blamed the Middle East for violence world-wide; perhaps it was the rapper who
said she believed it is the parents responsibility to censor what their kids
listen to; perhaps it was the man on cbc
call in program who lost his job due to his disability and felt deep
frustration at a system that preached free health care for all; perhaps it was the news of a young man from
our community who is in jail for theft and the unforgiving reaction of some of his
friends and community; perhaps it was the recent news of Obama’s ‘Kill List’ resulting
in bombs being dropped and children being killed in the name of freedom and
democracy; perhaps it was the word ‘crazy’
I began to hear over and over, thrown around carelessly to describe people who displayed
emotions, behaviours, attitudes that did not conform to mainstream; perhaps
it was witnessing the boy down the road crying and being slapped for acting
like a girl.
Perhaps the
time is now to understand we all have the potential to do violence, support
violence, misunderstand violence, promote, ignore and laugh at
violence. And many of us do so under the disguise of freedom of speech, or
constitutional rights, or under the belief that we live in an ideal world where
all kids have parents who will guide them through the violence with critical
minds and open hearts.
Perhaps the
time is now to begin understanding that we live in a ‘connect the dot’ world
where everything effects everything, where all acts of violence exist within a
context; a context that begins in the
centre of all of us and reaches far and wide.
Perhaps it
is not until we realize that much of what we label incomprehensible is
comprehensible and that the time for not understanding is done and the time for
understanding is now.
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