My mom always loved Jackson Browne. We have a strained relationship now, but remembering being a little kid and having my mom put on one of his records still gives me the warm fuzzies. She’d tidy up the house, I’d dust, and we’d sing along. When I was 11, she gave me a copy of Anne Frank’s Diary (hardback! wow!), and inscribed it with, “We must never forget.” I inherited a lot of things from my mother, not all of them good (poor eyesight, for one). But I sure hope I inherited her conviction to look around, see what was wrong, and call it out. There are things going on right now that we must never forget.
I can relate to the mixed inheritance (including poor eyesight)! Yes, so much is happening that we need to see and say clearly. I just watched the end of Andor, Season 2, and Senator Mothma's speech hit home: "Of all the things at risk, the loss of an objective reality is perhaps the most dangerous. The death of truth is the ultimate victory of evil. When truth leaves us, when we let it slip away, when it is ripped from our hands, we become vulnerable to the appetite of whatever monster screams the loudest."
My heart broke a little more for humanity reading this. There is no doubt we are living in sinister times. Now, more than ever, we must trust what we see and know in our guts, even as the narrative is spun.
It's so strange to think that simply saying what we see may become a radical act. But your post on looking for the light reminds me that the light needs to be seen and sung, too. It's literally and figuratively how we see at all!
I could feel your passion, Jody.
Carol Richardson
My mom always loved Jackson Browne. We have a strained relationship now, but remembering being a little kid and having my mom put on one of his records still gives me the warm fuzzies. She’d tidy up the house, I’d dust, and we’d sing along. When I was 11, she gave me a copy of Anne Frank’s Diary (hardback! wow!), and inscribed it with, “We must never forget.” I inherited a lot of things from my mother, not all of them good (poor eyesight, for one). But I sure hope I inherited her conviction to look around, see what was wrong, and call it out. There are things going on right now that we must never forget.
I can relate to the mixed inheritance (including poor eyesight)! Yes, so much is happening that we need to see and say clearly. I just watched the end of Andor, Season 2, and Senator Mothma's speech hit home: "Of all the things at risk, the loss of an objective reality is perhaps the most dangerous. The death of truth is the ultimate victory of evil. When truth leaves us, when we let it slip away, when it is ripped from our hands, we become vulnerable to the appetite of whatever monster screams the loudest."
My heart broke a little more for humanity reading this. There is no doubt we are living in sinister times. Now, more than ever, we must trust what we see and know in our guts, even as the narrative is spun.
It's so strange to think that simply saying what we see may become a radical act. But your post on looking for the light reminds me that the light needs to be seen and sung, too. It's literally and figuratively how we see at all!