Cancer attacks one part of the body at a time, I have seen it—oh it’s in the throat, now it’s in the lungs, now it’s in the bones. When we engage in knee-jerk call outs as a conflict-resolution device, or issue instant consequences with no process, we become a cancer unto ourselves, unto movements and communities. We become the toxicity we long to heal. We become a tool of harm when we are trying to be, and I think meant to be, a balm.
