“Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
Proving nature's law is wrong it
learned to walk with out having feet.
Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams,
it learned to breathe fresh air.
Long live the rose that grew from concrete
when no one else ever cared. - Tupac Shakur
Storytelling- truth-telling-is how we make sense of the world of the world as it is and gain the vision of courage to create the world as it should be
Grace is both necessary, and sufficient to power us through hard times, I would learn. Grace and the love of a fierce woman, or the nutrients I needed to grow in the soil I was planted in: Stockton, California.
Although exhausting and at times, infuriating, these conversations help me to recognize that ignorance willful or not helps perpetrate racism in our country, and that mass education, I save space to ask dumb questions, and enter dialogue, is needed
Joy. Hope against all hope. Child’s play. It’s the only way to survive a chaotic, beleaguered world, I thought. The way to battle injustice. The way not to lose your mind. The way to keep God, even, because how better to demonstrate faith, then to be a child at play in the middle of a war.
You can’t do what everyone else thinks you should do. You have to assess your strengths and weaknesses and passion.
That moment reinforced what I had learned in community, organizing, that there are no permanent friends, and no permanent enemies just permanent issues. And that change often comes with a coalition of unlikely allies.
If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.
You’re human, so sometimes you’ll make choices you shouldn’t make, and this is what you do: you own it. You say, I’m sorry, I am wrong. You make sure it doesn’t happen again and you forgive yourself. You forgive other people. You use your mistakes as a chance to help others.
We are all more than the worst thing we have ever done