CONNECTION_ERROR The human collective consciousness | Veronica Buna

This week we remembered the Armenian genocide that occurred 100 years ago. I will admit that I did not know, and still do not know much about what happened to the Armenian people, but this video featuring Katie Couric is a pretty solid start.

I am not Armenian. I cannot possibly begin to understand what they experienced during this part of their history.

I am not Jewish. I cannot even begin to fathom what they went through during the Holocaust.

I am not African American. I cannot  comprehend what they experienced as slaves.

There are many more…

The one thing that I have come to understand is that although I am not any of those labels I am a human being. As a human being I feel deeply for all of the pain and suffering that others have endured.

I was in Berlin this past September and I could not stop crying. Everywhere I went and every story that was told just rocked me.

I understand that we all have our own judgements and criticisms of others but I CANNOT understand how some people find ways to justify treating fellow human beings as less than themselves. I have never been able to understand it and I will never be able to.

I have come to believe that we have a human collective consciousness. This might actually be a term that is defined somewhere but I don’t really care because it’s the string of words that makes sense to me. My belief, or understanding, is that as human beings we are all connected. Every experience that we have each faced, as individuals, is programmed into our bodies and passed down through generations. And therefore is also programmed into the human race. Our knowledge and experience, in my mind anyway, lives in this cloud that we all have access to: the human collective consciousness.

When I see someone get hurt, I feel pain. When I see someone succeed, I feel accomplished. When I hear stories of loss, I feel sorrow and when I hear stories of joy I feel elated! You can say this is because I happen to be a pretty emotional person and empathic or sympathetic but I know that it’s not as easy as that. There is more to it.

To the Armenian people: although the pain that you have had does not look the same as the pain I have had, I feel yours as if it is my own. I honour you for standing up and acknowledging your pain and for requesting that the pain you suffered be publicly acknowledged and honoured.

To every single human being; we are all connected and although you may think that no one can possibly understand your pain please know that we do.

Lots of love,