I’m trying to think of the right words. Nice words. I don’t have any nice words. No calming platitudes to sooth the hurt or anger.
Many people are shocked today. Shocked to find America isn’t quite what they thought it was.
But it is just what it has always been. The illusion of it being anything else has been broken. Today we can look at it, at ourselves, with eyes wide open.
It’s unpleasant. Uncomfortable. Scary.
A single election was never going to be enough to fix things. Thinking it would was the delusion of being farther along the path than we really are. We aren’t near the end or even the middle of this journey. We’ve barely gotten started.
The Universe has held up a mirror. Donald Trump is the reflection looking back at us.
A spell has been broken. We can’t unsee what’s been lurking in our closets. The monster is standing in the light.
I’d like to tell you that everything will be ok, but I can’t. I’d like to believe that it will, but this is a battle that not everyone will come through unscathed.
I do believe that love is stronger than hate, even if it doesn’t seem like it right now.
Those of us who don’t like what we are seeing in the Universe’s mirror, need to pull together, shelter and protect each other, and fight for change (in whatever way that means for you).
Hate won today. Love is an act of rebellion.
Rebel with hearts and eyes open.