There was a time when we ignored the cries, silenced the pain, and continued.
There was a time when the collective would gather together and mourn before they could continue.
There was a time when stillness answered stale questions and healed old wounds.
There was a time when birthing a child was an honor held in high favor by the entire community.
There was a time when mothers could lay their heads upon a pillow without fear. Instead…
They now pray for the spirits of their children as they lie in the dark fighting for the light.
There was a time when we didn’t learn to live with grief – a time when grief wasn’t a disorder but a vessel.
There was a time when we didn’t speak from grief. A time when we didn’t practice grief.
There was a time when grief wasn’t a gateway to joy.
There was a time when the house didn’t hold our sorrows. Instead… it overflowed with love, laughter, and dreams.
There was a time when we remembered we could fly.
As we enter this new season may we individually and collectively make room to heal our bodies, our spirits, our minds for the future depends on a healthy society that moves not in fear but with hope.
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