- John O'Donohue
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
Here they are at yesterday's parade. I worry that we bury our history in order to believe that we are self-made men and women. I don't want the struggles of the past to be eclipsed by those of today. I want to celebrate all people, all struggles, all triumphs. I think there is a time and a place for all just fights, including mine and those of my forebearers. Yesterday was my day to honor that. One day, a few hours, even in a silly way, I can stand up and say, "Look. This is where I come from." It might not sound important to you, but I ask that you respect that it is important to me.
I want my ancestors to have their day to be remembered.
Support me in what I think is this small request, and you can be sure that I will fight on the front lines for you. In fact, many have found it's not easy to shake me.
I appreciate everyone who offered their support and understanding to me during this complicated unraveling yesterday.