My heart is still heavy from the all the events that have occurred across the country, and the world. It feels as if humanity is breaking under the weight of millennia of wrongs one group or person have visited on others. The collective consciousness that carries these wounds down through generations, passing the trauma like DNA. The violence and oppression that women, children and marginalized groups have borne for so long, and struggled to heal from, has to be acknowledged, as terrible as it is, if we are to move forward towards bettering the human race. There is an art to forgiving, but it is not a one size fits all, and the multiple layers that need to be addressed in many instances make it a difficult task that may take decades.
The “thoughts and prayers”, “calls for healing”, and similar phrases ring hollow when no concrete efforts at positive change are seen, and the same violence repeats a week (or less) later. I am tired of man’s inhumanity to man, of child abuse, spousal abuse, war crimes, workplace/school harassment and violence, greed above charity, the list goes on, we know it well. We can’t expect much from our elected officials as they benefit from the status quo, are insulated from how the real world works, and too many are fine with guns being readily available in order to keep their constituents voting for them. It matters not a whit to them as long as they can get camera time to support their viewpoint and deride someone else’s. It is an ongoing sad state of affairs, in which forgiveness is difficult to get to.
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