I Have a Dream…

I Have a Dream…

I have not written in a long while. My little grey cloud of depression still sits over me, though there are bits and moments of Happyness that break through. I am doing my best to stay positive and smile and laugh despite the longing to find a place to just curl up and be left utterly alone till the rain has run its course.

The reason for my writing today is that I tend to do a lot of thinking during these moments. I don’t always write my thoughts down for few want to hear the raw feelings and the stark questions that I ask myself when I get this way. However, after pondering over the events, comments, and the bright promises of hope that sparked amidst the darkness of it all this week, I feel it necessary to write what is in my heart.

So here goes.

Every single person is presented with opportunities to practice love. We are given, often, more than a second chance. Over and over again we are granted another shot at “getting it right”. But when presented with these moments there are those who would throw it away for the sake of getting their personal judgments voiced. These Ones, these morally righteous individuals, believe they are standing up for their Rights and that they have the Right to shout their opinions to everyone who believes differently. They also believe that any opposite belief is wrong and not valuable and, in many cases, they attack their opposition with cruel words and name-calling and, ironically, refute anyone else’s Right to their opinion. Or said Right to voice it. Pride, in this case, is the sin. When our fundamental beliefs are questioned and then called out, our Pride takes a hit. If we cannot defend our position and why we believe the way we do, we feel shamed and angry for being humiliated. And so, we attack in retaliation. Revenge is not always served cold.

I have cried so many tears over the Ugliness that has attacked the Internet this week. Each time I think I’m done, something else happens and I cry again. At some point, I keep feeling as if I ought to run out of tears but they still come. The best thing I can do is try to spread love to counteract the hate and fear. So that’s what I have been trying to do. I sent out a challenge earlier this week on my Facebook page to everyone: find one happy story. Something funny, something good. Something cute. It could be anything as long as it was positive. We have a choice to spread love or to spread hate. There was a post I read from a friend that said when something bad happens we should love more loudly. That is what I am choosing to do; I choose to Love Loudly. I challenge you to do the same.

Whenever something happens that you just don’t think you can handle-Love Loudly. Whenever someone disagrees with you-Love Loudly. If someone is loudly declaring their hate for you-LOVE THEM LOUDLY.

You DON’T have to respond. You have the right to NOT voice your opinions. Just because we have the FREEDOM to say what we want does not mean we should always do so. Why spread more negativity? Kindness, Compassion, Patience, Tolerance, and Love are free and don’t leave scars on your heart or soul; they just line it with gold.

I know I’m not alone in these feelings. I’ve chosen many of my friends wisely, thankfully, though frankly most of them were brought into my life by serendipitous means. I had no say whatsoever in the meeting of them but I am so very thankful for them. They’ve taught me more about myself and the type of person I want to be, and they believe in Loving more and hurting less.

This August 28th will be the 53rd anniversary of the March where Martin Luther King, Jr. gave his famous speech. While it may have applied to racial controversy and relations, there are parts that are still applicable today.

“Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.”

He goes on to say in that paragraph that our destinies are tied together and our freedoms are inextricably bound together as well. None of us can walk alone.

We can’t. Not one single one of us can walk through this life alone. Every one of us are bound to the other. “Love thy neighbor as thyself” is not just a quote from a Christian Bible. It is a natural law we should heed. Love each other. There are no limitations given. There are no time limits. There are no “love only if”‘s. It is simply “love each other”. No conditions. No experience needed, none required. Just love each other.

And now we should be doing it loudly, shouting it from the rooftops and practicing it until we get it right.

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident; that ALL men are created equal.”

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.”

I have a dream, too. Some day the whole world will #LoveLoudly and love will indeed win. We will ALL win.

 

Jesi

 

P.S. Read Dr. King’s full speech here.

 

love

 

4 Replies to “I Have a Dream…”

  1. Thank you, Jesi, for this much agreed with post. I’ve found that the ruminations that happen under the little grey cloud often touch the biggest questions. BTW: When I clicked on the post from the title in the email notice I got just the background with an error message about memory allocation – not clear memory on which system, but got here now by clicking on the “Comment” button – weird.

    1. I’ll have my tech guy look into it here and see if there’s anything going on on my end. And thank you. Yes, those little grey clouds tend to make the hard questions flower and usually they are those little deep seeds that can only find the light this way. And also usually, they are the ones that need tending so that we can realize our destinies more fully.

  2. As I was looking out of the window at gathering clouds, the tune to ‘Mad World’ floated through from an advert in the other room, and it strikes me that our dreams, our best dreams, are struck through with the clouds which burgeon in from the awful, awful things happening in our world.

    I have a dream that one day our world will begin to resemble the one MLK envisioned.

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