From there, we begin to transform the world around us, and inside us. You can look at anyone and say: You are a part of me I don’t yet know. Love is sweet labor - fierce, bloody, imperfect, life-giving, a choice we make. Revolutionary love is the choice to labor for others, for opponents, and for ourselves. Are you ready to practice revolutionary love? There is a way to find liberation here and now. You can face the horrors of the world and find longevity, resilience, and joy. You don’t have to make yourself suffer to serve. But you don’t have to grind your bones to the ground. I believe this is how we birth the world to come. A critical mass of people building beloved community – anti-racist, equitable and sustainable. My vision is to seed “pockets” of revolutionary love across the country and around the world. Revolutionary love is the call of our times. A new way of being and seeing that leaves no one outside our circle of care. We need a shift in consciousness and culture. Sound government is necessary but not sufficient to transition us. I believe that we can birth that world together. A society awakened to the truth of our interdependence. Other days, I see glimpses of the nation, the world, wanting to be born. Some days are so deadly, I can taste the ash in my mouth. Is this the darkness of the tomb – or of the womb? I have fought for racial justice for twenty years.
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