The blog posts by Your Other Brothers
The BlackLivesMatter movement
X-Men First Class
At first (or even fifth) glance, these things have nothing in common. And maybe that’s true for most people. But for me, they have something deeply in common.
In each of these, I see meaningful, authentic dreams being lived out. Creatively, actively sharing stories, songs, lives that need to be shared. Not caring about the political correctness, the “right” way to share these stories – just knowing, caring, believing that they are worth sharing, worth dreaming, worth fighting for.
Recently I’ve been realizing that while I can notice this around me, I still haven’t figured it out (or even a starting point) within me. I don’t know what story needs to be told. Or how I would go about telling it. Or what dreams are stirring in my head and heart.
There is more to say – I can feel it. But I cannot put words to it.