This last month or two has been fraught with painful news in the media. The attack against a woman's right to birth control, lawmakers making it okay to lie to women who are carrying fetuses with severe medical issues, racist, hateful reactions to the casting of characters in the Hunger Games movie, and of course, the murder of Trayvon Martin, have brought a heaviness, a hopelessness to my spirit that I am sad to admit I am feeling. I must be careful, as a Depressive, of what I consume in the way of information and media, because it is all too easy for me to get pulled down into the mire of deep, light-less, pain. When others suffer, being extremely sensitive, I suffer, too. As an intelligent, civically, responsible person, though, I also cannot shove my head into the proverbial sand and pretend as if these things are not happening. I must accept that these things that are happening are true, and yet, I cannot tolerate them. As a woman, a Black Latina, the mother of a Black son, and a HUMAN BEING, I feel that the U.S. has been falling short of their greatness, and I cannot tolerate the way in which we seem to be going backward to a time of gender and racial oppression. Not only can I not tolerate it but I do not feel that it should be tolerated. By anyone.
With my mind filled with the spectre of evil that is seemingly all around me, I stumbled upon Sinead O'Connor's blog and the beautiful post that she wrote in response to the murder of Trayvon Martin. With that one post, she reminded me that all is not lost. She reminded me that there are enough people in this world who will not tolerate violence, hatred, and lies. She reminded me of the role that music has in combating all of the darkness in the world, and that the light of love and hope still exists in so very many of us. Enough of us, I dare to hope once again, to snuff out the darkness of ignorance forever.
From one tired, soul-aching Mama to another, thank you, Ms. O'Connor, for that post. I needed your reminder today. Thank you.