It was time to 'wake up'.
Being in amongst the crowd on the day and later watching the happenings in other cities, including the rally in Washington, it seemed like time to 'unveil' - the hidden realization that we are all connected. I saw smiles, i saw faces showing resolve. Overheard a comment "I am an American, please support us".
Dwellers in and around Toronto, like many other cities, came together. The March started at Queens Park and ended at City Hall. Speakers spoke and the marchers, like a moving river, brought in their energy. All were feeling this changing time.
I felt immense gratitude, for all that have come before me. Compassion for those that still live a life of oppression. Hope for young ones, the children and the soon to be adults. To a future which is defined by the present. The present actions I take or pretend and not notice.
I do believe this is a beginning. Our inner work, personal conflicts, where we come from and how we overcame our challenges will be shared. Shared not to gain sympathy or to make the inner 'grooves' and 'pathways' deeper, but to share our vulnerabilities to strengthen the other. In the process healing happens. As we heal, compassion and love begins to find a path.
May we feel safe, with the earth beneath us and a blue sky, to inspire and love.