Today

Today

January 19th, 2017. Dark and heavy clouds are rolling in this morning. An unusual event for Southern California. It fits the climate. Darkness rolling in. Most of us feel it are astounded and bewildered by it. CNN is airing a show documenting the last days of the Obama administration entitled: THE END of the Obama administration. We feel it. My question is why in the name of all that’s good are we allowing it to happen? In the front of my mind I am horrified by what’s happening in my country. Throughout my life I’ve worked at finding balance. In my personal life, in my world view. I’ve investigated “the other” with every breath since childhood. Be it animals, boys, passions, jobs, cultures, religions, states of consciousness… I want to deeply know what I don’t understand. I hold out that even if I don’t agree with you we are probably desiring similar things in life. Love, security, health… I’ve preached that difference is just a viewpoint.
And I’ve been 100% thunderstruck since the November election. This feeling hasn’t gone away, lessened, or gotten better. In the front of my mind, I’m weeping; “How can humans be so polarized?” How can anyone in their right mind think that an arrogant, misogynistic, narcissistic man can represent change for the better? Even as I deeply look at “the other” (trump voters) and know their struggle, hear their frustrations, empathize with their pain, even then I cannot remotely understand why they would risk the very fabric of the nation for the hope of change? I am stunned. Everyone has a closet of skeletons yes, but to allow the leader of our country and some say the free world to be mentally unstable? HOW CAN THAT BE OKAY?
THIS IS NOT A VIDEO GAME!! We cannot reset and start over when the deported dreamers, the cancer patients, the good Muslim citizens, are undeniably harmed or killed by new and flippant laws. This is real life and people will be harmed by this mentally unstable leader! PLEASE! You will get to keep your guns! Just wake up! This is an experiment in change that cannot be allowed to happen!
In the front of my mind I’m asking “WHERE ARE ALL THE LEADERS?” “WHY IS NO ONE IN POWER TAKING A STAND?” There are thousands of paid civil servants in the US that obviously see what has happened. How could the electoral college NOT do something? How can the congress NOT do something? How could President Obama NOT do something? “Legally elected leader?” WTF??? Was not America created by revolution? Was it not started by the mere witness of 2 or 3 people being killed at the Boston Massacre? TWO or THREE the history books say. Today, January 19th, 2017 we are on the cusp of thousands, if not millions of people being permanently harmed or killed by this experiment in change! How can we not see this? Are we so blinded by our delicious new lattes and flat screen tvs that we are not able to believe what is right in front of us? Are we so angered by the evils of the other party that we are willing to put lives at stake for the glimmer of change? Are we so world-weary that the death of another does not touch us?
I was at a meeting the other day about bringing service into the family. A Syrian/American gentleman had just returned from the border of Syria and Croatia where he was assisting refugees. He was obviously still shell-shocked and spoke at length of his experience. The rest of us humbly deferred to him to let him process and hear the remarkable story of terror and strength. At one moment he looked me (and the other white lady attending this meeting) in the eye and said (not a direct quote), “I am so grateful and amazed that you have a heart for service. I mean me, of course, I have no choice. But you are choosing service.” He doesn’t know this, but that cracked my heart open. I felt sickened by my heritage, my lineage, my whiteness. I HAVE A CHOICE. I, by the will of God, was born into the lineage of “Power.” The takers, the Ones above The Other. By the grace of God, I have never seen war. I have never had to question if I was treated a certain way because of my color. I’ve never had to worry that those in authority would think I am anything less than a feisty red head.
SO I HAVE A CHOICE…
And in the back of my mind, I am grateful for this sickening, cataclysmic shake up of all that’s good and normal. I am grateful that the unthinkable has happened. I’m grateful for the election of trump. (I have a hard time even writing that word…he who shall not be named). I am grateful that I no longer have a choice. I can no longer hide in the bliss of consciousness surfing, internet surfing or even real surfing. I can no longer find refuge in the quiet, safety of White suburbia, the meditation cushion, the paradise of my delicious latte and flat screen tv. Today, I step forward in honoring what is good, what is fair, what is kind. I call it Fierce Love. Love as Fierce as Hate. It’s not the love of sappy teenage romance, it’s the kind of love that allows a mother to lift a car off her child, that allows the soldier to take the bullet for his brother. So, in gratitude for this horror, I commit to stepping forward to love as fierce as others hate.
Today, I take of the blinders of privilege. Today, I stand for and with vulnerable populations. Today, I have the hard conversations with my people. Today, I put my money, my time, my heart into making the world the place that I envision. Today, I find people to stand with, work with, cry with and laugh with. Today, I support. Today, I stand for safety, for justice, for what is fair and equitable. Today, I will listen to the back of my mind over the front. I will find gratitude for the amazing grace I have found. I was blind but now I see.

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