My friend. My apologies for the delay in responding to something so beautiful! I am still at a loss for words. But waiting for the right or perfect words is worse. So instead of trying to craft a thank you equivalent to the depth of what you shared I’m just gonna try to speak my heart :)
I am bowled over by your kindness.
For everyone who says you can’t change anyone’s mind on the internet I can offer only myself as a counterexample. Were it not for the prolific POC writers who’ve taken the time (and pain) to share their stories and cellphone footage of police brutality and a BBQ Becky every week I simply would not have known my fellow Americans experience daily life so differently than I. I have been that sheltered and safe. In the last few years, these “assaults on the psyche”, as you put it succinctly, have become so well-publicized I’m astonished people still minimize them, one-off them and even deny POC marginalization wholesale.
He wrote: “When my dad told me about the klan, I needed to know from him — “Son, not all white people.” (emphasis mine)
He goes on to say: “It’s best for white people to aim their “not all” statements at each other — in private and directly. If a white person doesn’t see themselves as the issue, then they should interfere with other white people who are the issue.”
I think that’s what I’m trying to do.
The world can be as brutal as it is beautiful. And “meeting” a bright light, beautiful soul like you is a blessing. Thank you for reading and thank you for your work. Thank you for being such a vibrant part of the dialogue. I look forward to reading more. Your comment inspired me to write another piece, (probably more), that I will tag you in. I’m sending you blessings from Oregon as well. ❤