Reflections

I am understanding that you must respect truth + all the many forms that it comes in. Pain is pervasive sometimes in that it surfaces through the most joyous moments. I honor that truth even though it can be fragile, frayed with jagged edges promising not to injure once it released…it does…at least …sometimes! Nevertheless, I take a deep breath daily as I listen to the pain of various people. Hoping not to see another failed relationship. So I hold space until we as people can ground ourselves in love + accountability. Truth always maims even when you are aware of it. It amputates limbs that have been used to oppress others from recycled trauma. It’s complicated!

I wonder how long it will be before we build the community that stands in the gap for wounded lovers as we collectively help to repair our issues amongst ourselves? I wonder when will we begin to counsel ourselves through the reflections of our families’ failed relationships? I wonder when will we begin to run towards the people we have wounded in hopes to reconcile rather than further damage? I wonder when will we begin to cry on the shoulders of our elders + admit that despite us feeling like they failed us, we realize they only were doing the best they could? I wonder…when will we surrender to the power of love that truly changes us?