Witnessing Haiti
What does witnessing mean? Why is it important? I am not sure, but I am called to do it at times.
Somehow I feel my attention may make a small difference and connect to some and alert some others.
It would be easy to turn off the television, send in a donation and not put myself through the pain of
seeing people suffer, being unable to do anything. I want to hold the babies, put the heads of the suffering
in my lap to do any comforting I can. I cannot look away. My heart breaks when I see the babies and wish I
take them all home with me. I have been in tears ever since this happened. I hope you are too.
What good can come of this? I always believe that no matter how terrible things are there is another side
and here I think it is very obvious. Haiti can be rebuilt in a way that benefits the people, takes away the
awful political system that has crippled it and now the whole world has seen Haiti. We must keep our eyes
on Haiti and not look away but insist that after two hundred years of suffering things will change for the better.
I feel good about Clinton and Bush working on this. They have to prove that they can succeed. They always do.
I am sure that we must be careful to let the Haitians keep their identity and spiritual beliefs. We cannot impose
our strength on them. We must give support and inspiration and money and all we can to make life the
best it can be for them. We must continue to witness Haiti. We must visualize their success and new way
of life in spite of all the tragedy.



























Comment by Ginger Blymyer on 19 January 2010:
I hope you will learn about Partners in Health and support them. Mountains beyond Mountains by Tracy Kidder is a beautiful book which will teach you about Haiti and how things work there. I cannot even express my thanks and amazement at all the good people who are there working to help the Haitians. We hear so often about the bad folks but they are over come by these people who give their all that others may live.
Comment by Jamie Holts on 19 January 2010:
I finally decided to write a comment on your blog. I just wanted to say good job. I really enjoy reading your posts.
Comment by Ben Onachila on 29 January 2010:
Dear Ginger, I was stumbling around on the computer, still stumbling after all these years, and having just watched a documentary about a sculpture-Andy Goldsworthy, Rivers and Tides, I started thinking about our architect/sculpture writer pal o’ mine Luigi Bartolemeo, and then started thinking about you and the writer’s group and everyone else who was in it and so googled Luigi and found his info to e-mail and then googled you and lo! a blog, a second book out, you live in Mexico, and I am so sorry to have read of Pat’s passing last year. I no longer live in Bisbee, Az., left there 2 1/2 years ago in the same manner pretty much that I left N.H. knowing that my time and my work there was done and packed up all my possessions that fit in my 4 runner and headed east to N.C., leaving the desert for The Land of Waterfalls, Brevard, N.C. and it’s in Transylvania county! How I love being able to say that! Anyway, to catch you up and ask questions as well, I still prefer the excitement of snail mail and being surprised by things other than bills in the mailbox so if you’d like to here my story of desert almost solitude/solitaire and the last few years drop me a note with your snail mail in Mexico. Probably the last time I heard much from anyone was when the Old Man of the mountain fell and then when Walter died. I have reconnected a little with Shana and Michelle since moving here but haven’t communicated with Luigi in, well probably since I last heard from you too about Walter. And, there’s a winter storm watch out here for tomorrow !!!!!!!!!!!! how cool is that to maybe get 10 inches of snow for the second time this winter!!!!!!!! I’m diggin’ it though all the other southern whiners are whining boohoohoo. Come on snow!!! Ben