one world.

I was able to watch the American Idol: Idol Gives Back special last night. The focus was to save lives by fighting extreme poverty in both America and Africa. Donations will change the statistics. Like the fact that a child dies in our world every three seconds. From hunger or malaria or AIDS or violence {among others}. And prevention is possible. But I'm most impressed with the impact that a human connection will have on the world's suffering. Each one of us needs to find that connection. Because if the starving boy in Kenya with a giant tear rolling down his cheek was my little boy, I would put an end to his pain. And if watched my mother die of AIDS, or understood that 6,000 children are orphaned by AIDS every day, I would buy the medicine. One in four adults living in the developing world is illiterate. How would it feel to not be able to read? Or write?

I have lived in Honduras. I will forever have a love for Catrachas and Catrachos and anything Central American. They are my family. They taught me to love sincerely.
I have visited Africa. I have felt the spirit that only Africa emits. Africa has changed me. I want to take action.
I have given birth to a son. He has shown me the transformation that comes of sacrifice. I want to be a mother to the world.
I have been a counselor and pseudo parent to youth with psychiatric disorders. I will always be sensitive to and understanding of Schizophrenia and ADHD and Bipolar disorder and depression.
My point? I wouldn't feel for the Honduran or the African or the children or those with mental illness {as much as I could} if I didn't put myself in a position to know them. We need to connect. And that takes action.

How do we start? Maybe here. Or read the ideas I posted on my blog several months ago.