I’ve absorbed a lot of information about the Holocaust lately, including a PBS doc last night about the daughter of a concentration camp komandant who never met her father but gets to meet one of his surviving victims.
Both my paternal grandparents died at aushchwitz. My dad got out but died when I was 6. My mom is 89 – they met here in the USA.
I’m dealing with ADHD, OCD, insomnia, depression and lots of other stuff, and my music, (the contact it allows me with my Creator), and my spiritual practice, such as it is, is the saving grace in my life.
Considering where I come from; broken home, ghetto upbringing (in USA, which would be upper middle class elsewhere), the economy circling the bowl. etc., I’m doing ok.
I’m not yet ready to take the Vow yet, though. My diseased brain tells me (sometimes, when I make the mistake of entertaining diseased thoughts) that if I could just beat up a few Nazis, then I’d be ready for ahimsa. Yet I really try not to harm insects and to love everyone. Some people I will have to work very hard to forgive.
In case no one’s yet said it to you today, I love you.
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