“I am not helpless.  I am not alone”

The words pass my lips more and more these days, as I watch so much of what I believe in pushed aside and twisted into something I can’t recognize. I don’t talk much about my political beliefs, because for me they are human beliefs: we are equal, we are in this together, and we are all deserving of each other’s help, and love. That’s hard to accept, and I admit to being challenged to accept what I feel on a daily basis. Especially when we’re inundated with so much hate and vitriol. It feels inescapable: on the news, on social media, even at the family dinner table. And over the last few days it’s gotten to the point where I can’t stop shaking, from pulling away from everything and everyone because the words are starting to become just that: words. Continue reading →