Death Rattle.
Terminal secretions produced by
someone who is near death.

I am fatigued. Fatigued by the spewing of executive orders, the hateful legislation being proposed, and the constant focus on and horrified reaction to unfolding events. It’s toxic. And it’s time for a new narrative.

Through the stunning resistance in these last weeks, through millions marching and hundreds of thousands raising their voices, we now see and know ourselves and each other as people who stand for social and environmental justice. We see and know that we are the majority and are joined in our shared values by people around the world. We are strong, passionate, and articulate. And nothing can change that. 

We are united in common values that are rooted in decades of evolving social and environmental justice. We are a movement that continues to evolve and grow stronger. And nothing can change that. 

These efforts we are seeing to take control of the trajectory of our nation are desperate attempts to cling to a past – a past that is gone forever. These are the death rattles of old white men and women of privilege. The death rattles of old angry ideologies. Yes. They are loud. But we are louder. Yes. There are changes being made that are unconscionable and unconstitutional. But these changes will not stand.

For we are singing a soul song. A song that is being harmonized around the world. This is our strength. This is a new narrative. A narrative that feeds the soul. A music that can be heard by the Universe.

Beannacht,
Judith – judith@stonefires.com