Finding Light in the Darkness

I had a meeting this morning over on the River North and decided to walk home and enjoy the beautiful crisp Fall day and the fact it is still warm enough to walk home.

On my walk, I passed Holy Name Cathedral and decided to stop in the church, sit quietly with my thoughts and pray. I’m still processing and trying to understand what happened with our election, what this means for our country now and what I might do to help create change and be a part of a solution as we move forward.

There were a few other people in the church as well, perhaps all there for the same reason that I was.

As I sat quietly, inviting God into the space, All of my grief and sadness came to the surface and I started crying. Many thoughts raced through my mind as I sat with my sadness. I felt sad that our country is so divided right now. I felt sad that this man was elected president in spite of being the man he has shown us he is. I felt ashamed to be white, knowing that the majority of votes, unkindness, hate speech and actions are coming from men and women who share my skin color but not my values. I felt frustrated for not having a solution to this problem and not quite knowing what I can do.

There was a black woman in the pew across from me. She saw me crying and got up from her pew and walked towards me, asking if she could hug me. I said yes and I started sobbing as she held me, telling me it would all be OK. She told me that I reminded her of her mom who passed away in 2014 and showed me her picture. And she said with my red hair I reminded her of a fairy, like Tinkerbell.

I thanked her for her kindness and her comfort in my state of broken heartedness and she made her way out of the church. That woman was my Angel today and she may never know the impact she had on me. I may never see her again, but I will never forget that simple act of human kindness.

That simple act, restored my faith in humanity and restored my hope that in this madness, positive change will come.

Now more than ever we need to stop looking to someone to save us or for someone else to blame and take responsibility. It is our collective consciousness that got us here. And if we are willing to see that, then we are not powerless, we are powerful and capable of change.

There is no them…that’s an illusion that keeps us in fear. And when we act from fear we do stupid things. There is no black, white, hispanic, gay, straight, muslim, christian, jew, man, woman. In our highest self, we are a soul having a human experience in the body we chose to walk this earth in. Those ways that we identify ourselves also keep us separate. Issues that impact those specific segments of our population, impact all of us.

Now more than ever we need to come together in dialogue to listen, to understand and know that is our diversity and different perspectives that makes us stronger. We need to take care of each other and our planet.

We are the greatest nation in the world, many look to us for leadership and as an example. We need to break down walls not build them. We need to disrupt our old thinking and outdated beliefs and create new solutions that serve our current demographic.

We are the ones we have been waiting for. Let’s start by making America kind again.

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