There are no words.
I started this blog because I love to write. I started it to share my experiences in Asia—and how they changed me. In coming home, my blog has also turned to current events. At some point I may talk about religion; I do believe in God.
I chose the name Shift because I have come to see that life, for everyone, is a series of phases. Within each phase, any number of things can happen. Some of these things—a wedding, for example—are up to us; others, belong to “fate.” But no matter their cause, to each event, and to each phase, we must adjust. We must grow and change. We must adapt—for better, or for worse.
We have a choice.
While living abroad, I fell in love with humanity. I saw the good-hearted and the simple and the humble. I did not read the news. The news is full of terrible things. A humorous quote from G.K. Chesterton comes to mind:
It is the one great weakness of journalism as a picture of our modern existence, that it must be a picture made up entirely of exceptions. We announce on flaring posters that a man has fallen off a scaffolding. We do not announce on flaring posters that a man has not fallen off a scaffolding . . . Busy editors cannot be expected to put on their posters, “Mr. Wilkinson Still Safe,” or “Mr. Jones, of Worthing, Not Dead Yet.” They cannot announce the happiness of mankind at all . . . Hence the complex picture they give of life is of necessity fallacious; they can only represent what is unusual.
And yet the news cannot be avoided. Events such as the Delhi rape blaze headlines. Some of life’s exceptions are horrible, and, though unusual, they are a part of us. They are our shame.
And what is there to say of love and peace and understanding when one does not feel safe walking across a parking lot, or boarding a bus?
This is not just India I’m talking about.
And so I am silent.
And I wonder.
I look at the stars.
And I wait.
What about you? How do you deal with current events in your life and writing? Do you ever feel overwhelmed, like me?