This is the silent cry I hear all around me, from the hearts of people with disabilities, people pushed down by others, people cast aside. It is the cry of people who have been wounded.
Regardless of the city I am in, the ethnicity of the people around me, the culture I am immersed in, the economic status of the people I meet, people of faith or not, common to all is a deep desire to feel valued and appreciated. In this technological age where one can have hundreds of "friends", people are crying out for real relationships, for a sense of connection.
How can we best serve others so that they may take their place in society? How do we deal with the pain of others? How do we listen in order to help people reach their fullest potential?
We need to address the man-made structures and distinctions of society, and bring an equilibrium to the world that is free of competition — the weak versus the strong, the powerful versus the powerless — and respect that everyone has a place. Through this recognition, the spirit can then rise up. We all have the capacity to find the hidden light in all people and make it visible.
Let's stand in front of the pain and draw upon our immense strengths and beauty to heal the world. Let us not get distracted by if-onlys, or I-can'ts. We all have within us just what is needed to make a difference. And we have each other.