Shit. In the aftermath of Orlando I am just left feeling lost. I feel like I need to do something. Stand for something. Help change something. But, what? I mean, this appears to be an act of hatred by one man. Who is there to blame? Religion? No, regardless of his religion I know of none that preach hate.
Interestingly enough, I just researched Isis, which I have seen that the shooter had been associated with and they technically are a fundamentalist religion, so I stand corrected. These motherfuckers have twisted religion to use it to justify their own hate crimes. But that is a WHOLE other conversation. Do I think it is worth fighting them? No, pretty sure that is what they are hoping for.
Do we blame guns? No, most gun owners don’t just go on shooting sprees. Yes, I believe that a gun that can spray more than one bullet at a time is not necessary ever, but will exerting all of my energy on creating new gun laws stop hate crimes? No, I don’t believe so. Where there is a will there is a way.
What about the root of the problem? Where is the point that these human beings stopped loving? In birth, love and trust is all that is known. Can we do something about ensuring those innate qualities remain?
I really don’t know the answer. All I know is that together we all can make a difference. Some of you will fight Isis. Some of you will fight for stricter gun laws. Some of you are therapists who will work at strengthening that love and trust bond after it has been lost.
Some of us will just continue to love. It may not feel like much, but it is everything. The more of us that can continue to accept each other with all of our differences; even as something so tragic brings out our far reaching polarities, the less chance hate has of winning out. Of course, in my Pollyanna ways (albeit with anger still left to transmute), I believe love will always win but we are being given such an awesome responsibility and opportunity to practice loving in this moment. Love those that don’t agree with your views, love those that you believe are unloveable, love the man responsible for so much hurt knowing he was led astray but he was still a human being just the same as you and me.
Love is love is love is love.