Privilege

I want, more than anything, for life to return to “normal”–however, I recognize that that is my privilege speaking. My privilege affords me safety, comfort and respite. My privilege is a wall that separates me from the pain and injustices “out there.” It is a wall I can run and hide behind.

Living a fullfilled, actualized life means tearing down that wall to allow all of life to ooze into and permeate me. To dance with full abandon, to love with all of me, to grieve and cry a million tears, and to rage and roar when raging and roaring are needed.

Be fearless, crack wide open and let life seep in. No separation between life and I. Life must be this–if it is to mean anything.