In the country I grew up we always kept a minute's silence in the morning at the exact time when the nuclear bomb exploded above Hiroshima. We grew up reading, listening, or watching horrifying episodes of individuals who had been victims. The phrase that I remember the most is 'please give me water'. This phrase was uttered by people who were burnt and in pain.
This is the day for me to share both pain and hope with everyone - and my thoughts always go over to people who are in war, in prison, in pain and in despair at this moment.
Life is wonderful. Life is painful. Both come and go. Unavoidable.
I offer water into bowls. Bowls of mind. Bowls of heart. Water permeates each heart and connects each of us in this sphere. Let's keep water calm and peaceful.