Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. The come together and they fall apart. They they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.
~Excerpt from Pema Chödrön’s “When Things Fall Apart”
We are stronger together. I truly believe that.
I have been taking the past few days to reflect and think about the election, the results and what it all means and how I feel about it. I’ve been collecting and gathering my thoughts and feelings.
I cried a lot on Wednesday. I am still so very sad, heartbroken, in shock and disbelief, angry …
As a woman I feel as I do; as a Mexican American I feel as I do; as a feminist I feel as I do; as a human being I feel as I do; as someone who was raised to love everyone I feel as I … Continue reading