Our lives together are made up of many moments. These are the stretches of time that are unified – or at least loosely held together – by our awareness focused or framed by particular thoughts, feelings, and perceptions. The moments in time may be short or long. They can last for seconds or for years. They overlap with one another; mutually flavouring one another.
Fifteen years ago today, a long moment began. The events on that day afflicted the city in which I now live – and the country and world I call home – with mayhem, death, and trauma. Fear rose up across the land like a great dust storm. It is a storm that has raged, now, for a decade and a half. Continue reading