My heart is heavy.
I’m dealing with the grief over losing my dad. It’s deep and it’s personal. I’m coping with a lot of outside time, staying close with my family and friends, and trying to get back to some of “normal” life things, like cooking dinner and blogging.
I imagine your heart is heavy, too. With the state of the country and the world, and probably a personal challenge or two as well.
I don’t know about you, but I’m struggling. I’m struggling with the heaviness and I’m struggling with the judgement. Can I be candid with you for a minute?
I’m wondering when we all got so comfortable with demanding things from others and setting expectations, that if not met, result in harsh judgements? There is a message flying through social media right now saying if you aren’t using your platform to post about racism, then clearly you have chosen the side of the oppressor. I strongly disagree.
I don’t think retweeting or reposting someone’s “educate yourself” meme gives you a get out of racism free card. I don’t think shaming and judging others that are quietly trying to process the level of hatred being thrown around right now is helping anything. And I feel very certain that screaming at each other and letting the media fan the waves of anger is doing anything but making a bad situation worse.
But enough with the things I don’t think or believe. I’d rather focus on what I do stand for, as I’ve always believed in the mantra “promote what you love instead of bashing what you hate.”
- I believe in the power of love to help and to heal.
- I believe the journey to peace and understanding begins first within our own homes and communities, not on social media.
- I believe, to paraphrase a line from the great Martin Luther King Jr, that what matters is the content of a person’s character, not the color of their skin.
- I believe in listening to and having hard conversations with people I respect in the spirit of growth and love.
- I believe in justice and equality.
- I believe in the power of love, kindness, peace, and joy and aim everyday to put messages that align with those values into my home and into the world.
My dad marched with Martin Luther King, Jr. My dad stood up face to face to an angry gang in Chicago to help a member that wanted out to do so successfully. He then opened his home to that ex-gang member and befriended him while watching and encouraging him to go on to do incredible things for the city of Chicago.
I’m not here to hang my hat of the accomplishments of my father, but I’m saying that that man (and my mom who has the purest heart of gold- you can ask anyone) raised me with love in my heart for all people. By his own proclaiming, he was a 60’s kid through and through, and believed strongly in helping others through love (sometimes tough love his former clients might say) and peace.
My beliefs mirror his, and I believe more change for good will come from us raising our children well, loving thy neighbor, acting in accordance to our beliefs, and influencing our local community than being bullied into reposting a meme to prove we aren’t on the oppressing side.
I know this post will rub some people the wrong way. I accept that. I know some people will say that “kindness can’t cure everything.” Maybe, maybe not. But I know it would do our world a lot more good right now than what’s being spread currently.
We can’t keep assuming we know a person’s every thought, feeling, or private action based on what they do or do not post on Instagram.
Thank you for being a part of this community. I see you. I respect your opinion, even if it is different than mine. And I’m sending you a lot of love, because it is certainly what our world needs more of right now.