A Shared Experience

Square pictures at an exhibition
Written by Eugene Morgan

Yesterday many of us experienced an earthquake or an aftershock of an earthquake.  It rocked our world.  It’s interesting how we react to something we don’t know when our minds are trying to make sense of what’s happening.  Our first question to ourselves, “is it me?”  While the shaking continues, we begin to find out that it’s not us but something external that’s causing this experience.

We see proof all around us, such as our computer monitors shaking or our windows vibrating or our pictures rattling against the walls. We notice that it continues to shake, and we don’t know what to make of it.  We get this sunken feeling, a feeling of panic in our stomachs. Then we begin to imagine the cause, and sometimes we imagine the worse when our minds are trying to understand what just happened.

We then, after it’s over, have a story to tell to our colleagues, friends and family members about what just happened.  We share our experiences and compare our experiences with each other because we need some verification and assurance that everything is okay. We even laugh at ourselves about it, because we’re beginning to feel safer.   Isn’t it nice to have a shared experience and not feel alone?

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