Intentional Connection

This week, I went with a friend to the mountains. We went to see the leaves in all their glory—orange ones, yellow ones, and green ones all coexisting and creating a stupendous array of colors up against a blue sky and jagged mountains. Standing in front of nature like that, quiet in the early hours with the sun peeking through, took my breath away.

As I stood there taking in the beauty all around me, I started to reflect on our neighbors on the East Coast who have been ravaged by a different version of Mother Nature. Then my mind went to thoughts of bombs going off in the Middle East. As I stood so small up against the mountains, it dawned on me how vast the world is—how many different human experiences are going on at the same time, worlds apart. I wondered, how are we to understand each other when our experiences are so vastly different? How are we to put ourselves in our brothers' and sisters' shoes? How are we supposed to feel what it feels like when our worlds are worlds apart?