Monday, March 26, 2012

Acceptance vs. Tolerance

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Last week I wrote a post about the difference between acceptance and resignment.  This week I am taking a closer look at the difference between acceptance vs. tolerance.

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.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I saw that post today too. So powerful.

Sheba Parveez said...

Thank you so much for the link to Sinead O'Conner's post. It brought tears to my eyes and made me want to yell Amen and collect every last child in America to hear what this woman has to say. And thank you also, for being the kind of woman, writer, and mother who makes MY heart hopeful for a better tomorrow. People like you ensure that this next generation will be more enlightened and that they will create the world we dream of now.

Chela said...

Thanks for the link to Sinead's letter. It really is moving. It's important to remember that there is always hope. That hope got our ancestors through the difficult times, helped them fight for the better things we now take for granted. We must remember that hope to be able to do the same.

vanita said...

and i needed your reminder today, so thank you. beautiful post. there is always hope. i see it everytime i look at my toddlers. i see it in every conversation i have with my teens. there's hope. as long as at least one person hold on to their humanity, there is hope. hugs to you girl!

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