To honor my 32nd birthday and CFI’s 3rd anniversary, I’m taking a mini sabbatical and (mostly) pressing pause on my work until June! I’m doing this because I wanted to gift myself with two things my soul is craving: rest and time to create…
This Palm Sunday I’m pushed to consider all those who weren’t in the streets then and who can’t be present for our protests now because whether or not they show up their lives, interests, and liberation still matters.
Cocoon yourself with what gives you life
Find new ways to enter your rest
Everything will be there when you get back, Love
Remember that the world can wait
I hold the remains of a tomorrow that will never come,
the fractured chrysalis of a possibility that will not develop the wings of reality
Never forget that we belong to one another. Always remember that our liberations are intertwined and none of us will get free while others are bound.
While 2016 has been hard, it has been a year I am grateful for because it stretched and pushed me. It’s reminded me that the disquiet I feel in my spirit can be harnessed to do good work that is responsive to the need I see in the world.
So thank you to the year that has encouraged me to unapologetically be myself and walk, speak, and act boldly in the places that I find myself rooted in.
I sit cross legged, heart unbound Postured for prayer For my world Full of death Full of pain Full of spirits weighed down by yokes of oppression Of hate Of greed Weeping Lamenting Crying out “God, in your mercy” When the Spirit draws near and whispers “What if the mercy you seek is not mine …