It’s hard to accept reality sometimes, especially when it’s ugly. We can avoid, we can hide, we can stay in denial, but eventually the time comes when reality grabs you by the cheeks, stares you in the face and says, “I’m not going anywhere. Deal with me.” I’d say that moment has happened for me. Although the current state of our country right now still seems surreal, I have accepted the madness, the circus, the disappointment, the insanity of it all, as best I can at least.
It’s easy to get caught up in the negativity and get angry and feel silenced, and slowly we start to become that which we are fighting against. We become close-minded and judgmental and suspicious and hardheaded. That’s how hate works sometimes. It can be sneaky. It creeps in when our hearts are hurting, posing as an ointment for the wound, when really it’s just preying on us, waiting to infect us and turn us into rotten versions of ourselves.
It’s always been my belief that love is, and always will be, so much stronger than hate and I have a responsibility to live as an example of that belief. My hope is that together, we can focus on the bigger picture, harness this energy and use it to speak up, to create and contribute, always keeping in mind that the most beautiful works of art can be born out of the darkest times. Now is the time to get busy. Work hard. Love harder.