Marcy, please keep writing. Your words are piercing, down to the marrow sometimes. Words like yours, they melt indoctrinated indifference and move me to intentionality, anger, love. Solidarity. Weeping with you. Keep going. This white girl is thankful for you, and so many voices like yours. Take care of yourself, your are a gem.
I feel your despair, Marcie, (and share it), and I pray for strength for you to continue in this holy calling of yours. The words you give us are the seeds of change, and I 100% believe that they will bear fruit. 💛
Marcie, I hope hope hope that someday I get to take you to lunch or tea or something nourishing. I’ll never have enough praise for your writing, or likely ever be able to tell you properly how your own work has had a profound impact on what I am doing, but I will try my damndest. Thank you for continuing to write from your core and for being so beautifully yourself.
It is a privilege to expect more. and I am more aware of my conscious and unconscious daily choices to hide behind this privilege, to use it as a numbing drug so I don't have to sit in awareness of my terror. I am so terrified. I know how to leave my body so so well- to hide in my mind, to be endlessly distracted and so so busy and focus on trying to control trivial things.
My God uses this piece and your writing in general bring me back into my own body ( though my mind screams no), brings me back into more of a wholeness , back into my very mortal soft squishy human body, connected to all human beings. I am a human being in a body, living right now, and this is the reality.
Marcy, please keep writing. Your words are piercing, down to the marrow sometimes. Words like yours, they melt indoctrinated indifference and move me to intentionality, anger, love. Solidarity. Weeping with you. Keep going. This white girl is thankful for you, and so many voices like yours. Take care of yourself, your are a gem.
Thank you so much Becky. I very much appreciate your encouragement and kind words 🖤
So sorry I spelled your name wrong
😂😂 what’s funny is that I didn’t even notice!!!!
❤️🔥😭
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I don’t know what to say that would give you any encouragement so I’ll just say- you change me and that changes those around me. Thank you.
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Thank you. Just…thank you.
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I feel your despair, Marcie, (and share it), and I pray for strength for you to continue in this holy calling of yours. The words you give us are the seeds of change, and I 100% believe that they will bear fruit. 💛
🖤🖤🖤
Marcie, I hope hope hope that someday I get to take you to lunch or tea or something nourishing. I’ll never have enough praise for your writing, or likely ever be able to tell you properly how your own work has had a profound impact on what I am doing, but I will try my damndest. Thank you for continuing to write from your core and for being so beautifully yourself.
Awwww🥰
It is a privilege to expect more. and I am more aware of my conscious and unconscious daily choices to hide behind this privilege, to use it as a numbing drug so I don't have to sit in awareness of my terror. I am so terrified. I know how to leave my body so so well- to hide in my mind, to be endlessly distracted and so so busy and focus on trying to control trivial things.
My God uses this piece and your writing in general bring me back into my own body ( though my mind screams no), brings me back into more of a wholeness , back into my very mortal soft squishy human body, connected to all human beings. I am a human being in a body, living right now, and this is the reality.
I am terrified.
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It's terrible and I hate that he exists now after all this evolution. 34 out of 34 counts did make me smile today.
😀 me too.