Love is the Fire

What I know is this; white supremacy is not my responsibility. I did not earn it and therefore, I can not end it.

But I can heal from it. I can set boundaries with it. I can understand where and how I’ve given my power to it so that I can reclaim that power. I can investigate all of the ways I’ve been taught to comply with white supremacy, all the ways I’ve been taught to betray myself and I can understand why that worked for me back then. I can understand how survival strategies have gotten us to this point. I can have compassion for myself. I can hold every wound, and I can validate every reason I have to rage and grieve and feel helpless in the presence of it all. Only to arrive at the realization that I’m not helpless at all - because my power is decidedly my own. And I get to choose what the fuck I’m going to do with it.

I can look around the world and ask - aren’t we tired yet? These dynamics aren’t just ours, they’re our Ancestors. There is a lot of truth that has been spoken only to be minimized and silenced. And there is a lot of trauma that has been elevated as truth.

So as the veils are lifted - as we increasingly find clarity; let love be both our destination and our compass.

Let love be the force that helps us rise.

Aren’t you miserable yet?

Have you not grown tired?

Truth is the flame

But love is the fire