This wasn’t my first march, but no one can deny that: Breonna Taylor, George Floyd, Oluwatoyin Salau, Robert Fuller, Nina Pop & Monika Diamond...these murders shot forth a rage that will be remembered.
In the fight against police brutality, I chose to be my truest loving self, and the capturer of truth. I knew could still be the lover, just now in different parameters. I’m after changing hearts with my truth, one at a time; bigoted, to the core, or not. For days into weeks, I sat with the anger, pangs of anxiety and paranoia, the hopelessness. A culmination of the still of his relaxed gesture upon this human pleading with his mother.
Though later, when news reached me of people bullying Darnella Frazier for seeking therapy, in response to witnessing the death of George Floyd, confusion, anger then tenderness flowed through. I wondered, will we, as a community, take care of Darnella, so that she may be strong & whole again? And not another statistic, like the 76% of youth left with little to no Mental Health treatment? Or the 2.1% of African American teens who are more likely to attempt suicide? Each of us should question: who will we choose to be once the emotions settle? (https://www.mhanational.org/issues/black-and-african-american-communities-and-mental-health). When BLM is no longer a “trend? Will you hate a little more; will you love any greater?
Many things become visible & alive with love. Not everyone will follow you, nor believe in the cause. It’s not for you to decide, and it’s not for them to understand. Give tenderness to their soul-filled plight. You have the autonomy to choose; to help shape our communities future, no difference what part you play.
I Love You.
