Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on stay.
I stayed too quiet. I would be outraged for a few weeks. I would not move mountains. I am so sorry, I was wrong, I will look harder and deeper and closer to why and I will move mountains with you.
What if after a few weeks, we all get "tired" and move on. What if it all stays the same? What if we all go back to our lives? What happens in our communities? What happens to those that need us? Why would we ever stop listening? Why would we ever stop helping? Why would we ever stop change? Why would we ever stop fighting? Why would we stay right where we have always been? What is their world and what do they go back to?
We cannot let that happen. This is life and death. This is right and wrong. This is the time. I will not hide my children from the media. I will not allow them to be protected from this. They will hear my cry, they will stand with me. They will be told they are privileged and have a responsibility, as a human,
to walk with
to listen to
to ask questions of themselves and their loved ones
to lose "friends" to challenge themselves and family
to be part of the solution
to demand change.
We cannot stay where we are. It is a matter of life/death, right/wrong.
This is my message to the black community, to people of color we have wronged and turned our back on...
Your life deeply matters.
I see you.
I kneel with you.
I stand with you.
I walk with you.
I am listening to you.
And I am so sorry.