A different faith

There was no way I could school my child. It's like saying, enslaving her knowingly... although freeing her from the beginning, was painful.

The hardest system that I had to overcome in my life has been the schooled judicial system inside me called "justice", which the social construct still holds dear although it is life-threatening. 

It's been an uphill road to self-liberation but the opposite would be to remain strapped, unable to fly freely.

Daring to look

One more story…

One more actual, factual description… 

You spent more than an hour telling me how you built your house. I listened bewildered, unable to take in lightly everything that you were telling me out of your memory and your heart. My heart was telling me “it can’t be true” and yet I knew that it was. I just couldn’t believe (or didn’t want to believe) all that I was hearing; all the details, with names, dates, incidents that painted a bloody picture of reality, so common that it’s frightening to realize. My psyche was refusing to internalize it all, especially not as something “normal” that happens everyday in every area of this country, which it is happening!