“It doesn’t change when we stare at it from across the room. It doesn’t change when we sit in prayer and wish it away. It doesn’t change when we skirt the edges of the shadow. It doesn’t change when we pretend it’s all good.
It changes when we cross the sacred battleground willing to die for to our truth. It changes when we look the lie in the eye until it has nowhere left to hide. It changes when we pick up the sword of truth and cut the falsity until it bleeds.
The era of the sacred activist is upon us. Not the warrior run amok, but the benevolent warrior who fights for our right to the light.
Some battles are worth fighting.”