I am in no way religious, although I am Jewish and my grandparents and mother fled Germany. Much of the rest of the family were not so lucky. So yes there is a personal connection for me, but I started doing it for entirely different reasons.
There is something about the modern world that forgets the individual in history, and can be totally indifferent to human suffering. And it also seems that many people are considered as not counting for anything, whereas I believe that every person counts. And of course, like with many other mistreated people, the jews had their names taken away from them in the concentration camps, they were just numbers.
I canât manage to feel anything meaningful about huge statistics of disaster and death. But if I put my mind to thinking about one specific person it gives me perspective. So the idea really struck me as something positive I could do for myself, as a moment of contemplation, and is my tiny contribution to making sure these things are not forgotten.
Since Iâm not religious and donât believe in an afterlife I canât really explain why it seems important that I light a candle and remember this womenâs name once a year. But it does seem like that to me.
So to answer your question there is nothing more to it than that. It is part of the worldwide project to collect up the names of all who were murdered, as many are completely nameless. This particular initiative is quite British, and they like you to register your interest and give a donation (this is not mandatory). But you donât have to do that at all. You can just take the concept and adapt it as you wish!
The other thing I do which perhaps might appeal to you is that I have taken upon myself to âadoptâ a grave in a nearby cemetery. Living here I am obviously nowhere near any commemorations of my actual family (not that there are many). So I chose what seemed to be an unloved grave in a nice spot with a nice view. And every now and then if I feel the need I potter down there and tidy it up, and sit for a few minutes wondering about the person and what their life might have been like. And remembering my family members who have died. I find it a very peaceful and healing thing to do. One day I will look up the person but thatâs not the most important for me (although I hope she turns out to be a good person!)
A slightly long reply!
This is the poem that is read on remembrance day
Unto every person there is a name
bestowed on him by God
and given to him by his parents.
Unto every person there is a name
accorded him by his stature
and type of smile
and style of dress.
Unto every person there is a name
conferred by the mountains
and the walls which surround him.
Unto every person there is a name
granted him by Fortuneâs wheel
or that which neighbors call him.
Unto every person there is a name
assigned him by his failings
or contributed by his yearnings.
Unto every person there is a name
given to him by his enemies
or by his love.
Unto every person there is a name
derived from his celebrations
and his occupation.
Unto every person there is a name
presented him by the seasons
and his blindness.
Unto every person there is a name
which he receives from the sea
and is given to him by his death.