Silence is having blood on your hands…It is time White People

Posted on by serenitisparkles

For my entire life thus far, I have watched as some of the people I cared for most in this world being tormented by a system built to oppress them. Through the years I have seen what the simple color of my skin meant to my experience in this world and more specifically this country. The shame I have, to see others that look like me and that hold the same privilege sit in silence. The pain I’ve felt watching my friends and family members be treated as less than or overlooked despite their clear capabilities. The sickness I feel every time I see the outright mistreatment by law enforcement.

Let me be clear when I say, you may love your neighbor no matter the color of their skin, but if you do not speak truth to power, then you too have blood on your hands. How many times do we have to see the blatant disrespect and disregard for human lives? How many times do we have to watch the difference in being black in America vs white in America to know we must not be silent? I’ve written hundreds of articles, praying they reach someone else that needs to hear these words. I’ve listened to my friends and family of color so that I can be better in the fight against racism.

This is getting to the point that it is NO LONGER acceptable for you to just love thy neighbor, you must also be willing to fight for thy neighbor. Imagine a world where every time you walked out into the public, you had to fear that you would be in harm’s way or treated as less than. Imagine that you were treated this way every single day of your life, not because you deserved it, but because of the pigment of your skin. It may not be you that engages in racism or hate. It may not be you that assists in the breakdown of another human’s rights. But it is because of you and your silence that we have witnessed a rise in racism. It is because of that silence that white supremacists marched on the capital as if they would have no repercussions and not be held accountable for such hate.

I am going to keep writing and keep telling white people what they need to hear. I am going to keep speaking up against the most dangerous type of hate that exists in America. The mentality that you or I are better because of the color of our skin is a fallacy and one we are responsible for deconstructing. If you choose to not speak up against what is happening with racism in America, then you my friend, have blood on your hands. PERIOD.

Learning People From The Inside Out

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I often tell my daughter that when she meets someone new, to close her eyes for just a moment and feel their energy. Are they warm? Do they welcome you? Do they make you feel at home? Or are they cold? Are they rude? Do they make you feel unsafe?

In an instant our spirit can tell if someone is a friend. It is built in us, it’s in our DNA. Animals are the best example of this. They use their senses to tell them if danger is present.

Yet, humans, not all, but some, have the idea that because of the way a person appears to be on the outside, that must represent who they are on the inside. In every other example, that notion is ludicrous, yet with human beings it is not. Does the color of a car tell you if it drives well? Does the color of a cake tell you if it’s delicious? Does the color of a house tell you if it was built with a good foundation?

The answer is NO. Does the way a person looks tell you if they’re a friend? That answer is also NO.

I like to bring this story to the beginning, when we all began to be human. I’m not talking about when human beings first walked the earth, but when we were innocent children. We grew up in different households, with different circumstance, different clothes, different experiences, and our skin was different colors, but we still played together. Most of us, before we entered school age knew no difference. We were all “fun”.

Then society and the world around us began to change our minds on what we fundamentally knew. Somewhere along the way people stopped playing together and grouped themselves into communities against one another. Somewhere along the way the world tarnished our view of humanity.

And, many of us let them. Now more than ever we must feel each others energy and trust what is good. Covid-19 is even telling us to keep away from our fellow humans. (It’s too dangerous).

I believe the most dangerous weapon against humanity is separation and lack of love. Humans need to remember that the majority of us are good and want the same things for each other. A happy family, food on the table, blissful moments are what most of us desire for ourselves and for our fellow humans. We can’t let the few evil people lead us to hopelessness. Fear is what people who are no longer in tune with their childhood spirit feel.

No matter what you look like, today is the day to reach out to someone and say, “We may be separated in this moment, but I am with you my friend”. Let us be #SeparatebutTogether2020

I didn’t know speaking about equality would get me REJECTED from FB

Posted on by serenitisparkles

I have always been a person of deep spirituality. Prophetic some might say. I have always thought about what it means to live with purpose. Purpose is what drives me to write. I’ve never been paid to write or encouraged to go against the laws of the land. But what happens when my free speech, and sharing it with others is rejected.

For the first time in my life, power has silenced me. My voice is no different than any other average American. I am not famous or powerful. I am humble. I want nothing more in my life than to leave a valuable message for the generations that live beyond me. I want nothing more than to right the wrongs or at least try to.

Never would I have thought that one of my blogs, written from my heart with only good intent, would be rejected by a platform. Speaking truth to power is important, but what happens when power won’t let us be heard.

I wrote a blog yesterday about supporting my Black brothers and sisters in their fight to gain true equal rights from a system that has silenced them for too long. It was nothing more than what every faith lives on; Treat others how you want to be treated. It is so simple, yet so complex in the world we are living in. An opinion is all. An opinion that spoke of love and support was rejected by FB. I didn’t understand it so I dug further.

I found that in order for me to write about equality, I must first disclose my name, phone number, and address to the platform for approval. Why would I do such a thing, when I watch whistleblowers from around the world be silenced and forgotten. The people in charge want to know who I am before I can speak about what is right. Why? I am not a politician. I am not organizing the resistance. What is the resistance anyway? Isn’t this something we ALL want to see before we take our last breath?

I had to write about it, like so many other things. More than ever, I had to speak up for what I see as wrong. I had to speak up for those who can no longer speak. I had to speak up so that the day I take my last breath, I know I never walked away from the truth. We should all be working towards love. We should all be working towards a better future for each other. These blogs are for my friends, my family, and anyone that ever needed confirmation that love is the way. You can silence me today, but just know I will keep writing, unapologetically.