A lot of us look for ways to believe that good is possible in the world even when there is anger and disappointment with reality. As the American government chooses to sell its people to the highest bidder, we are faced with a big fuck you from the folks elected to protect us. Even after more than 90,000 people signed an ACLU petition against allowing broadband companies to sell our private data (March 2017 ACLU email), the House sent this decision to the President (Washington Post March 29, 2017). Still, many of us trust that justice wins in the end, that the greater prosperity is worth individual challenges. It's why we watch hero movies, read inspiring stories on the Internets, take words or symbols to heart. We want to believe in a meaning, and sometimes we hope that others will guide us to this sense of purpose. We might feel alive around these people, their images, or the way they tell a story. They might display something to us that we didn't believe existed anymore or ever, or maybe they show us how to believe when we feel like giving up.
What kind of voice are you?
Are you honest or true.
What does justice mean in your nation body.
Are you able to admit mistakes
in a clear and precise manner
that leaves little to zero doubt
even when doubt is the message.
Do you practice life with integrity.
Does your definition of love
Does your version of respect
How do you define your purpose.
Do you understand your own anger
allow yourself to feel it
know and practice with boundaries
let yourself learn
grow and change
without fear of punishment
that exceeds crime
do you feel confident.
Sometimes I don't know if I'll make it. I find myself in a moment that I hate as disgust or a sense of helplessness courses in my veins. My current work situation tests my sense of self, my sense of safety in life, any connection to a sense of true justice or honor. It's occasionally difficult for me to see the past couple of years, the past few, the past decades and feel something other than disappointment. Growing up bicultural and female in a primarily white male-dominated section of the world has been fuc*in' disheartening. The bias here runs deep and is easily deniable because the actions are so subtle. It sucks. It's classic racism, sexism, ageism, ableism, neuro-ism -- nah, I don't know if that last one is actually the word -- but I'm trying to describe the bias against various mental health capacities. All of these types of bias are out in the open here. It's so much effort to live free in the midst of injustice!
Well hello there.