Temple Road, Dharamsala, India
Something is burning. Is there a fire?
In McLeod Ganj, Dharamsala, I witness the passion and suffering of Tibet, as its monks and people suffer and protest daily for its freedom. Another monk falls to self-immolation. The community mourns. Who will hear their cries beyond the walls of Dharamsala? Tourists? Fellow Tibetans?…
It’s the quintessential paradox:
If a tree falls in the woods but no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
What is a voice crying for help, if it cannot make its way beyond the thick forest? A passion can be fiery, but that’s not always enough. Its voice must be able to spread like wildfire to have a bigger effect. It must spark beyond the home, beyond its small community. It must reach the ears and touch hearts of others, to gain the notice of the larger world outside–
Sometimes, it just needs the help and push of good media coverage. Will someone please, get out there to rescue it?