Liberat.es
Wake up
Last night I joined a small group of people who are dedicated to ending racism in what will be the first of many meetings. We got personal. We sang. There were tears. The group is actually for white identified folks, but was facilitated by a Black man. A mixed race woman joined us to explore her identities. It’s an uncomfortable space to be in. It’s a necessary space to be in.
Together, we long to understand what it is that happens when we get very real about the facts of race and the harm that is caused to Blacks, Indigenous People and other People if Color. And we do it by reaching to one another. My goodness, I’m so grateful for this.