United States of Awareness

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And so. Here we are.

Exactly where we need to be.

Seeing each other.

Listening to each other.

AWARE of each other.

I am seeing many people saying many things and I can only offer this: there is a problem that needs to be addressed and it runs deep.

I am not afraid of it. In fact, there's a full-blown fire rising up that knows it's time and we are capable. I will fully admit to having a moment this morning, around 6:45 am, when I received a text from a fellow-lightworker who was seeking advice and (full disclosure) I thought: FUCK, why couldn't I have stuck with that advertising profession? That would have been so much easier than what I see before me now. And then I counseled myself to do what I know: look at my feet, feel the ground, take a deep breath and answer the fucking question. So that's what I did. And then I realized we are all going to be okay because we have to be. Because we are capable. Because we are strong. 

But here's what else I know: the gig is up.

I have many friends who voted for Trump and they are really lovely people. Like, really, really lovely people. And these really, really lovely people have felt so at odds with our current state of affairs that they reached for the only option they felt they had. I reached for the only option that I had, too, with Hillary. That is what makes this country a democracy. We should stop and count our blessings for that. Now we must look each other in the eye and truly see what need from each other and then we need to find a way to work together to meet it.

I have seen more angry celebrations than I'd like to count—people celebrating the win by continuing to spew derogatory remarks. I've seen more PTSD posts than I'd like to count—victims reliving their darkest day.

So this is my call for compassion. This is my call for an emergency brake. This is my call for all of us to find a tiny little piece of solid ground where we can stand for a second and remember what matters most— united states of awareness, for maybe the first time EVER in the history of our country. That can only start with you. And me. And us.

People. Need. Help. You're either going to be the one to give it or the one to receive it. Ask for what you need. Give what you can.

End of story.

Beginning of everything.