I sat infront of a plate of food that I reluctantly purchased for myself; a croissant, 2 egg-whites, two slices of crispy turkey bacon, and a side salad. A hot coffee to keep me cozy and up. I sat there staring at as if it would speak back to me. As if the coffee would do the job of actually waking me up from this daze that I remained in. The same daze that choked back tears as I told River Hillary did not win, but in the end she would be okay, Peter and I remained her mother and father. Her safe space. And while saying it, it felt unfair. It feels unfair to offer safety and joy to my own children while many can’t and won’t feel that right now. I don’t feel it. But it is my job to create it.
We canvassed, we convinced voters to vote, I wrote post after post and so did many of my peers. I don’t think any of us expected this. We are all so proud of Hillary Clinton and the work she did, and how she inspired my daughter to dream big. Right now, we are afraid. Right now, we are mourning. Tomorrow, we get up and we activate.
Prayer For Hope
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Are you in right relation?
Where is your water?
It is time to speak your truth.
Create your community.
Be good to yourself.
And not look outside of yourself for a leader.
There is a river flowing very fast.
It is so great and fast that there are those who will be afraid.
They will hold on to the shore.
They will feel that they are being torn apart, and they will suffer greatly.
The elders say that we must let go of the shore,
push off into the middle of the river,
keep our eyes open,
and our heads above the water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.
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