I Have Been Struggling To Find My

There Is A Beautiful Expression In Nicaragua: "struggle Is The Highest Form Of Song". I Love That. We Are In The Struggle. It's Like A River. Once You Step Into It You Become The River. It's Not, You Go Out And Click On A Couple Of Charities That You Believe In, March In The Women's March, And You're Done. Struggle Becomes Your Life, Transforming A Paradigm That Is Based On Domination Into A Paradigm Of Co-operation. Fighting For The Liberation Of Women, Of People Of Color, Of Indigenous People, Of Lgbtq Communities. Fighting To Protect Immigrants And Assuring The Safety Of Refugees.

The World Has Done That Already - Possessed The Congo And Pillaged Her And Dominated Her And Robbed Her Of Agency And Occupation. Love Is Something Else, Something Rising And Contagious And Surprising. It Isn't Aware Of Itself. It Isn't Keeping Track. It Isn't Something You Sign For. It's Endless And Generous And Enveloping. It's In The Drums, In The Voices, In The Bodies Of The Wounded Made Suddenly Whole, By The Music, By Each Other, Dancing.

What I'm Really Interested In Is Freedom.

Each Time I Had Five Hours Of The Poison Going Into Me, I Just Pictured Everything That Needed To Be Burned Away. I Pictured Wars, I Pictured The Things My Father Had Done To Me, I Pictured Brutality, And When It Was Over, I Am Light.

Give Voice To What You Know To Be True, And Do Not Be Afraid Of Being Disliked Or Exiled. I Think That's The Hard Work Of Standing Up For What You See.