Sunday, October 30

Chairs on a Square

I'm really not quite sure what to make of it all

Today was one of those days that start really early and end pretty late. One in which your gone all day long, touring the ghettos of a forgotten people. A unfathomable time.

16 of us sitting there in the low chairs on the Plac Bohaterow Getta Square of Krakow, wondering, waiting. We sat there unintentionally holding in our hearts, one of the first tenants the Zen Peacemaker teach: Bearing Witness. We had no idea that this square was a holding place for Jewish people on their way to concentration and extermination camps. We didn't know that these chairs were created by artists to symbolize their waiting for those trains to take them away.

We didn't know, just as they didn't know, what we were waiting on an explanation for. And when we finally found out, we felt our hearts drop a little deeper. And as we walked away, with a slower pace then before, deeper into the Jewish Ghetto, our minds could not comprehend how something like this could happen. How did this happen?!

Tomorrow we head to Auschwitz. It feels quite strange to say that. I feel a bit off to be making the conscious choice to head to such a place. Over a million people had their lives stolen from them at Auschwitz, over a million.

And here we go: tonight we sleep, tomorrow we drive.

Many say October 31st is the day of the year that the veil between the worlds is the thinnest. Bernie Glassman has us go for many reasons, but one of them is to be with the souls of those who are still there. I can't even begin to imagine what I'll feel tomorrow at this time.

I suppose this piece of writing is an ode to that tenant of Not Knowing...