“As one person I cannot change the world, but I can change the world of one person.”
~ Paul Shane Spear
Two years ago, I posted (on my personal Facebook page) the above photo and commented that I knew big changes were coming … I didn’t know what or how, but I knew. A handful of weeks later, the bus I was riding on hit and killed a woman; I sat in the snow holding her hand as she silently moved on, and I knew in my heart that life would never again be the same for me. I left Upstate NY just 5 months later, and began this adventure … a horrible tragedy converted into the spark for what became known as “The Ride.”
Last week I uploaded a new banner to that Facebook page … my shoe once again by running waters, this time perched on a rock, and quoted Lao Tzu: “The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” I wrote that I was standing at the river of time, ready to cross into 2017. In my heart I knew, once again, that something was going to change … but little did I know that a life-altering moment laid just around the corner.
Five days later, on New Year’s eve day, I woke up to learn that the body of a beautiful woman – a mother of two and daughter of a friend of mine – was found murdered … her body wrapped in plastic, in the garage of her abusive ex-husband’s. She had been missing for three weeks. As an adult survivor of childhood abuse and knowing full-well the terrifying and helpless fear of the next blow, this tragedy has reached up from the depths and grabbed me by the throat. As I sit writing this, I find myself still in a daze, heart aching beyond words … and feeling helpless once again.
It is time to stop the impotence.