I’ve been asking essential workers how they’re doing. In the checkout line at Woodman’s, “How are you all doing?” The response: “It’s stressful. We keep waiting for a break, but the break doesn’t come. And if we get time off, we can’t go anywhere.”
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Taking Responsibility
In a previous post, I shared how deeply uncomfortable it was to realize (anew) how enmeshed I am with the institution of racism. As a white person, there’s much I can ignore, maintaining a basic level of comfort. Even though I see racial injustice when I volunteer in prison and balance that injustice by offering meditation and mindfulness to all, even though I live a compassionate and caring life, I’m not separated from white supremacy. It’s not my fault but it is my responsibility.