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The current state of affairs is overwhelming.
As a daughter of a retired Police Chief, I am in shock.
Consoling friends and clients that span every human community is at an all time high.
We are all feeling this pain and we want to place blame immediately but fingers and guns are pointed in every direction.

As a community organizer, I am appalled by local government officials still reeling over a peace vigil held in a park three weeks ago that aired on TV last night.  Shame on you.

Social media has become a volatile playground for hate and less comforting.

My eight year old is confused.

At this moment, I can only offer this:
We must surrender our need to be right and our self righteousness and lay down our arms be in the form of strong tweets. wicked tongues or in weaponry not only for our sake but for the sake of the future of our children.

If we do not throw up our hands and start saying all of us and not just some of us,
surely our borders, our walls will  crumble.
This world does not need another civil war or unrest like we know so well in the Middle East.

Please offer your children options on how we are going to move forward in a better way.
Some of the things off the top of my head are:

Donate blood.
Join a peace initiative.
Stay home - take the day off to spend time with your loved ones.
Listen to Dr. Martin Luther King. There are speeches and videos on Youtube to summon the non violent consciousness of revolution.
Turn up the music and loose yourself for a moments time in words and energy that positively moves you.  Feel free to share any of those songs in the comments below.
If you are even more inclined to act run for a local office.
Organize conversations about peace building within your church or homes.
Pray (for yourself, or with others).
Offer your ear to anyone of your friends who is in pain because of this trauma.
Thank a Police Officer for the work that they do.
Turn off your TV for a minimum of 6 hours.
Call your local government officials and ask them how you can help initiate community building.
Please open your arms and hold space for someone else in the form of a hug.

This is all I have at the moment.
All I have.

Grace and Peace,


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