Show Up, Shine Bright
I re-read this Sarah Kendzior piece this morning: We’re heading into dark times. This is how to be your own light in the Age of Trump.
From jump, she comes out swing with truth and action.
Write down what you value; what standards you hold for yourself and for others. Write about your dreams for the future and your hopes for your children. Write about the struggle of your ancestors and how the hardship they overcame shaped the person you are today.
Watching the Senate confirmation hearing for Jeff Seassions today, it is all so glaringly and frighteningly clear. Whatever light you have within you, let it burn bright. Whatever aspirations you hold precious and close, let that shit loose and let it soar. Whatever love you have in your heart, foster it, share it, grow it.
Because it's true. Trump has emboldened people to act on their fear, anger and hate. White supremacist, misogynist, and xenophobic ideas have found a home in Donald J. Trump and those that prop up his demagoguery. You know what else Trump's political ascent has done though? It's created an opportunity to perceive, with crystal clarity, where priorities, values and allegiances lie.
Find your tribes, experience joy, broadcast that blinding, serene light. Dance like you mean it. Anchor yourself in who you are and what/who you love. And, by any means necessary, shine the fuck on.
Featured photo is from Anila Quayyum Agha's installation "Intersections."
