Last week I shared an easy memory of dream telling and wild wandering. Intertwined with those breakfast table conversations are also the very real and tough realities of much harder memories.
The following video, in its seemingly dreamlike state, calls forth Beauty to surround, intersect with and tell a story of terror still alive in our country today.
What happens with terror when it is so held in Beauty?
What happens with terror when it is held in Beauty?
I don't know the answer to the above. What I do know is that over and over and over again I witness people facing the truth of the terrors within themselves and their communities with courage, commitment, and creativity.
Examples just within this Reflection post:
Eleven of us gathering on retreat, a wide range of ages, experiences and histories, sharing our heart-stories, laying down the truth of our vulnerability in front of one another and holding one another with open interest and deep care. Many of us had met for the first time.
The video above, with all who gathered together to create it, taking yet another step in healing the wounds of our present by facing the truth of our country's past.
The lyrics to the song-poem "Strange Fruit", written by a Jewish man who wrote it at a time (and Billie Holiday then performed it during this same time) when lynchings were still happening in this country (1940's). He has his own strange and beautiful story.