I’ve been in a major transformational funk this past year. Up, down, high, low and just overall energy fuckery. All across the board, I am coming out a warrior through all this.
There can only be light after dark. It’s just the reality of things, but the deal is dark happens. Which makes me want to talk about how sad I am this week.
The Charleston shooting has me,
livid. disgusted. disappointed. crying…. and honestly terrified for our world.
This is such a big issue that we cannot ignore. At this point, the sides are clear. It seems like people are just becoming more upfront and honest about their hate. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will never understand the human who hates someone for who they are and I will never understand how it feels to be hated for my skin color, often. Not just once in awhile, daily.
I know, I do not want my future seedlings to grow up in a world with such hatred. I also know I do not want to stay quiet. I want peace. I want black children to be able to walk around not fearing their lives, not scared of police or humans who pray on them, telling them they’re ugly, or horrible people because of their skin color.
I see media using mental illness as the main cause, but this is beyond mental illness. This is a society problem, this is conditioning and this is hatred that is stemming from lack. Lack in someone’s life, lack within all of us.
I hope we can take responsibility for our actions, find deeper meaning and figure this out together. We need to talk and be honest. We need to express our hate, but in constructive ways that do not harm one another. I wish I had answers. I’m not even sure if what I’m saying is a solution. At this point, I’m just at odds. I want to reach out and be an ally, not someone who stays quiet about these issues. I want people to know my side. It has been dark for a long time, we have just swept it under the rug. When will there be light? I really hope soon, I hope we can figure this out together.