I want to have faith. Where can I begin to see evidence? Asking that kind of question betrays the purpose of faith.
It feels stupid to have faith. I asked myself how, and I thought, “don’t think with logic.” I guess that's how I begin to practice. The least I can do is imagine the day when the floodgate opens. The celebration of the tipping point. The joy and relief. The mournful respect paid to the victims through action and accountability. On the day we see the movement truly unstoppable, the legislation passed, the guns destroyed, care given to those in need. We see the truth valued above profit and a process of healing.
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