I sat down to write and realized that today is one of those days that I might want to be more eloquent and inspiring because we are celebrating Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. All over Facebook and Twitter there are amazing references to the significance of this day. As I read these posts, my confidence and desire to write withered to a walnut-sized lump in my throat. My voice was stifled both figuratively and literally and I found that fascinating. I HAVE written about this day before, but today, I find I am silenced. Just as Dr. King was April 4, 1968.
Today, I feel that my words would be trite and inadequate and possibly inauthentic (authenticity is one of my top values). So, here I sit with my inner critic and my lump in my throat and I still write because, that is what I love to do. This is no “I have a dream…” post but it is someone writing, being authentic and noticing what ‘gunk’ that is brought to the surface. That feels like a start…it feels like the only step I can take right now (except maybe not writing, I guess). I did a search for quotes from MLK that would represent what I am experiencing at this moment and here is what I found:
“I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.”
I celebrate all that Dr. King accomplished, all that he stood for, and all that still lives on through his spirit, words and the cultural legacy he created.