Are there some emotions that don't have names yet? I just saw Crash, an
amazing movie. It sucks you in and alternates within you rage, sadness,
fear, humor, and some other emotion I can't name . what is it you feel when
a little girl trusts her father so much she fearlessly throws herself in
between him and a bullet? And the father cries out as he clutches his
daughter and the universe cries out with him as that gun goes off . I can't
figure out what it is that fills the heart and causes tears to push up and
run down the cheeks . a response to pure goodness, I guess, like what I felt
as I stood at the World Trade Center Memorial last month and looked at all
the crayon drawings from the kids, "I miss you, Daddy." and remembered the
"ordinary" people flying over Pennsylvania that were called upon one
ordinary day to give up their lives to save others, and they made a decision
and did it, and so that plane did not hit another building but crashed into a field, and suddenly their lives were over . what is that feeling when you think of those people? It takes over my heart . I think it is the core of the soul recognizing true goodness maybe, the essence of God maybe.