When I drive by a major accident on the freeway, or hear of storms raging and people dying in some other part of the world, I am always struck by how oddly connected yet seperate people are. 

That someone’s brother can be shot overseas, that a mother’s child can die in the womb, that a student’s life can suddenly derail with the jerk of the steering wheel, and throughout all these things we can go on about our lifes, completely or only peripherally aware.

Of course I know that the world can not stop simply because someone somewhere has experienced a tragedy, nor would we want it too.  Yet to know that the person may be side-by-side next to your life, perhaps the fellow who stands behind you at the bus stop, or the lady who checks out your groceries, and yet be so far removed from your own experiences leaves me with an odd feeling of disconnect.

I wonder of it was this implicit awareness yet seperation that prompted the Global Consciousness Project underway at Princeton and aided around the world.  I find the project fascinating, whatever its conception.  It adds a sense of connectivity to the concept of a global world, and suggests that I am not alone in my sense that as people we are connected to one another, whether we are aware of the bonds created by that connection or not.