Just came back from a yoga class where Kim talked a lot about the tsunami and its impact on the world, about how bodies are 85 percent water and how earthquakes of any kind affect water in unimaginable ways.
I donated money to CARE today -- I didn't research extensively or anything, but if you're looking for somewhere too, I did enough checking to ensure that it's legitimate and not religiously affiliated. (It also has long-standing ties in the region, so some systems to deliver help are already in place instead of having to start from the beginning.) Funny that we/I fall back on established religion-y patterns with stuff like this, though... the only number I could think of to donate was double chai, the letter that represents life in Hebrew -- as in "l'chaim, l'chaim, to life" -- because that's what my mom always gives. Not even a tiny fraction of a drop in the metaphorical bucket, almost less than nothing, but it was the only thing I could think of to do.
It seems like a very Western thing just to throw money at problems and then demand they fix themselves, but I don't see many other options; my "skills," such as they are, wouldn't help most people in Sri Lanka even on a good day. What they do need is totally unfathomable to me, almost as unfathomable as the disaster itself. So sad.
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