I’ve always been a little resistant, to be honest. I take confront in the known, the expected, the easy. The last few weeks however have shown me that change isn’t something to be afraid of, but embraced. With anything in life, there is that chance that you will get hurt, fail, experience some sort of loss. Before, I had always associated that risk to be greater when you went against the status quo, made waves, broke away from the norm and illicit that change.
But now? Now I’m afraid of what will happen if I don’t.
If I don’t stand up for what I believe in.
If I don’t take action against the wrong-doings in this world.
If I keep my voice silenced and my actions mute.
I have never been one to be accusatory or negative or hateful. I get hives just thinking about confrontation and have avoided it like the plague for as long as I can remember.
And in a lot of ways, I still very much am that person.
But now? Now I’m not afraid anymore.
I’m not afraid to do, think, feel.
I welcome the opportunity to do anything and everything I possibly can to show my support, to fight for the good that I believe is still very much left in the world, to make all of the damn waves.
To not only see the change and welcome it with open arms, but to be a part of its strength.
The road to transformation isn’t meant to be easy.
But it also isn’t meant to be traveled alone. We need each other. Through the thick, the thin, the in-betweens. In the ups, the downs, the unpredictable joys and hardships and messes that life sometimes brings.
When we don’t create space for hard conversations to happen and instead, turn away and become silent about the things that matter most–that’s the moment we have chosen to stop learning about the world we live in, and the people we share it with.
Come and meet me on the bridge. Let’s celebrate our differences.