As a person who came from a mixed race background, was always “different”, never possible to be labelled, I was always an outsider looking in…trying to make sense of it all. And in between the bullying I had to endure from a very early age, hearing that there is no truth and not real justice, felt like a shock to me that needed to be rebelled against , continuously.
Some people react differently to feeling left behind or outside or different; some get violent or act out their status of being “misunderstood” or not belonging to a group to “feel safe in” with hatred in their hearts towards others who “seem to have it better”. I never felt that bullying should be reciprocated by bullying, nor that hatred was the answer to solve problems. I never ever called anybody names, fought my way out of a violent situation or thought that becoming a hard, harsh, hurtful person would help anybody or anything. I always felt that love and compassion and helping others would in the end seem the best road for EVERYBODY no matter their race, religion, gender or beliefs.
It means being kind to one another and believing in the good of people. It means that when you carry love in your heart there is no room for hate, it means that when others are mean or filled with hate, you stand up and try to help them see there is light not just darkness. I truly still believe that..... although at this moment it is very very hard, without stating the obvious and becoming political because this is NOT political !
Hate is not political.
Human decency is not political.
Racism is not political.
Misogyny is not political.
Treating fellow human beings as you would like to be treated is not political.
Love is not political.
It is up to each and everyone of us to decide what will define us as a human being and, what will define this age we live in, where so many opportunities are offered to all of us.
Do we take the path of hate, because for one reason or another we feel that we have been dealt the wrong card in life and we therefore become bitter and make our life small and devout of any opportunity? Or, do we follow the more difficult path of love and acceptance and learning and compassion, to deal with our differences and accept them, to believe that differences can lead to growth, to become part of a bigger whole and not divide everything up until we have nothing left to share.
Today I have seen people coming out of the woodwork believing that racism and misogeny were legitimized: I have seen swastikas being painted on windows, people bashed because they believed in something different or were different, I saw opportunists all of a sudden pledge that it will be good for business.
Why does today make me feel like I am living in the time my part Jewish grandmother lived in, back in the 1930s in Germany, and my native American grandfather never made it out alive?
Yes I am filled with fear because on this Remembrance day, we should remember and learn from the past and honour those who fell for liberty for a better Future. Lest we Forget……. And yet, mankind seems to have the memory of a goldfish, swimming in a glass bowl that they are making smaller and smaller by the minute; in a universe that is always expanding and offering all of us so many opportunities.
2016 has been a year of loss of so many great people we grew up with : yet another soul has left this earth yesterday: RIP Leonard Cohen, may you dance til the end of Love and have a speedy rebirth because poets like you are so needed at times like these.
In honour of Leonard and of Love, I thought tonight’s update could do with some Lush Fibre ! We need a bit of lush and we definitely need a lot of hugs.
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