You may say I’m a dreamer

Last night in Paris there were attacks on several public gathering places, a tragedy which follows other attacks on the city in recent months.  I felt sorrow and anger as I read about yet another act of violence in our world.  I felt sympathy for the caregivers and emergency workers who encountered the bodies of over 125 persons who had died, along with hundreds of others who were injured.  I felt compassion for those who lost their loved ones so unexpectedly and may not have heard the news until hours after it happened.  I even felt some compassion for the group who planned and initiated the shootings and bombings.  What happens to a person, a group of people, to cause them to choose this way of being in the world?