hmmmm — where do I start — given my lot in life — a Caucasian male. Given the uptick of thinking that I’m handed the world on a platter from all directions — daily
How about the notion of balance?
Granted white men have for far too long been socially sanctioned (social norms, laws, religions, etc.) as the top of the food chain. How far back do we peel history to discover when the peal of superiority ripened into a norm. Given the centuries captured in history books (often a product of white men) are we now trending the desire to swing the pendulum to the opposite side such that white skinned souls fear their skin as much as non-white skinned souls? Is this swing captured in AJ Butler’s comment:
All the babying is turning men into patronizing worrywarts constantly asking “is this OK?”
Inspiring social change using fear. How does fear balance us out?
Courtney’s closing thought:
Be the guy with the sledgehammer.
What kind of sledgehammer? The kind that inspires fear or the kind that inspires the awakening of one’s genuine power.
As of this post we’re three days away from a historical optic that changed our world to embrace fear more than ever before.
Enough optics. Time to remember what ancients have instructed ad nauseam for far too many sleeping souls.
Wake up to compassion, grace, gratitude all steps to a concept most have a difficult time thinking about (let alone feeling) — unconditional love.
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oh — ya! I forgot to mention that while it’s true my skin is sourced from Caucasian genes, my gender is wired as male. My orientation installed different code for my wiring. Living as an out gay white male — a journey of constant awakening to the need to live a genuinely transparent, loving life.
