Waves Of Change
Sometimes it all feels like too much. The horrors and injustices of our world flood my mind and heart, shred me up, weigh me down. Why do we live in a sphere where rape is the norm, where children are molested or ripped away from their families, where people of colour are devalued and persecuted, where people have to “come out” because their love and their identity just can’t BE but must be defended and fought for? Why are governments still dictating who you are permitted to love and marry? Why do people still trash the planet? Why are cigarette butts and food wrappers still being tossed on the streets? Why are fires still being carelessly lit and left so that thousands of livelihoods go up in flames? Why are animals, beautiful innocent living beings, being mutilated and slaughtered and battered and abused? Why are we so egocentric? Why is our personal convenience more important than the missing child whose Amber Alert wakes you up at five o’clock in the morning? Why is the possession of guns valued more than the innocent lives that are being torn away long before they should have been? If mass shooting after mass shooting after mass shooting isn’t enough to make you see how stupid you’re being about your gun laws, what will? Why are those who identity as women or females still be taxed for having vaginas and punished for existing? Why is birth control and raising children at the expense of our own goals and freedoms still predominantly our burden to bear? Why is the autonomy to make decisions about our own bodies being erased - by white men no less? Why are people being condemned to a lifetime of suffering and death because the government and insurance companies and pharmaceutical companies care more about dollar signs than human life? Why are words of hate and judgement the first to be spewed forth? Where is the understanding, love, and compassion? How can people be so ignorant, so selfish, so arrogant, so conceited, so...stupid? Sometimes I’m so sick and tired of being a woman who is still living in a man’s world. So sick of seeing other women who are so deeply moulded and programmed by the patriarchy that their inability to see past their blinders is perpetuating our enslavement (the comment section on social media platforms suck my soul dry). What I hate above all is how helpless I feel to change it all. To fix it all. To help and heal and save. All along the threads of history people have said “I want to make the world a better place.” But how? What is the answer? What can I do? It’s not looking better to me. And then sometimes...I have to accept that right now, in this very moment, there is nothing that I can do to effect immediate change. That it’s time to blast some music, get up, and dance with abandon. Dance through the overwhelming and oppressive worry and stress and grief about the state of our planet. Eat foods that nourish my body and will hopefully lend it some strength. Rest to recover. Float to replenish. And do what I can to rebuild my health so that one day I can be unleashed. And then we will see what waves of change I make.