Sometimes I have the words to say, and sometimes I can’t quite put the words together.
Sometimes I can empathize and relate to what others are going through, and sometimes I can only imagine because I was born of a certain color and can’t begin to understand what it’s like to feel unsafe because of the color of my skin.
So I keep quiet.
Not because I don’t care, but because I don’t even know what to say. I know that my words will not penetrate the minds of those that need to hear it, because of my lack of experience.
It does not mean that I do not see what is going on. And some days I simply sit and feel the injustice and I get angry. And other days, I feel hopeful. I feel hopeful that we can return to the words of great leaders before us, knowing that before the light there is always darkness. And other days I wonder how long this will go on. It’s not an easy answer, and so much has to change to be effective. It feels like too much.
So if you’re feeling like I am, and some days you just don’t have the words, here is how you can still make a difference.
Yes, it’s that simple.
I am not talking about the lovey-dovey love. I am talking about the simple act of honoring the person beside you as part of who you are as well. I am talking about treating every person who you come in contact with, as just as important as the next. All human beings deserve to be treated with dignity, respect, and with the utmost kindness. If your intention comes from love, then I believe that is enough.
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
Sometimes when I write the word L-O-V-E, I feel the heaviness, the hatred, and the fear of love. Some days I feel it’s too easy of a solution to just love, because those that feel the pain so deep are blinded by the anger and the pain. And that’s OK, but I know that my love does matter. My actions do matter, and the vibration I keep also matters. The love I visualize wrapping around the world, matters. The words I speak and how I speak them, matter. I don’t think it gets any more complicated than the rule we were all taught as children, to simply treat others the way you want to be treated.
So how can we possibly make a difference when we cannot begin to understand what it feels like to be the victim in any certain circumstance? When we don’t have the answer, we can simply be present with what is, and love as much as you can. Do what you can, to your capability, to be the best version of you. Love yourself. Love others. Treat others how you would want to be treated. Return to the basics; return to love.
We aren’t all here to fight the fight. Some of us are here to hold the space for the love to shine through, and that’s just as important. So when you are asking yourself what to say or how to stand up and fight, ask, “Does this feel in alignment with who I am? Does this feel like something I am here to change?” If your answers bring more questions, keep asking more questions. And if your answers take you to a place where you know in your heart that this is your purpose, then follow that. However, if some days you just don’t have the words to say, I want you to know, that’s OK too. Love can still be felt. Love can still win.