Suffering Unites

It happened to me, too
How many millions of us can say that?
How many millions are afraid to say that?
How many live in silent shame?

Ok, so we need to compile a survey. I will search for or create something that we can edit and mold. It has to be gentle but direct enough to come across as authentic concern, not morbid curiosity.
I am working on some questions for the women's shelter...we want to do a study comparing services pre and post budget cuts and sequestration to hopefully show the need for renewed funding and return of good supportive programs.

I read something this morning that made me stop and think...

But suffering, suffering unites...
It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor or black or white or right or left or young or old-
If you have the same disease as someone else or if you both have a daughter with an eating disorder or have a brother in jail or had a spouse die or recently fired...
You have a bond that transcends whatever differences you have.
That's what suffering does.
This is the art of solidarity.

It is from a book called Drops Like Stars by Rob Bell.

Hopefully this book will show that it doesn't matter what the category of the violence/suffering is...
we can reach out and say, "Me Too", and then we can reconnect to each other...repair the disconnect that the original violation caused. That's the importance of this project.

I like the idea of raising angels...it's a great thought to go to sleep on.
Love and Light,
Maggie