What's underneath your anxiety?

I was up most of last night with anxiety...listening to the silence.

I was thinking about all the black folks (and some non-black) + queer folks (and some non-queer) + women folks (and some non-women) who have fought SO hard, bled, died, lost jobs, been jailed, dealt with harassment and intimidation, sucked it up, sacrificed, overachieved, been (re)traumatized over and over and over, yet so many maintained an extraordinary faith in our collective humanity. In Love.

I can live and feel this free because of that Love. What kind of Love would place itself in harms way?! Listen to this song...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9a7TUdKgzTo and feel what I mean.

I recognize not everyone enjoys the privileges I do, experiences this same freedom. But I do...and that's what I can offer to the world. That's how I say thank you.

I don't fear my anxiety anymore, even though it can frustrate the hell out of me. And when I get really curious about it instead of fighting it, I realize what's underneath...in this case it was deep gratitude.

And I can rest there.

Maybe this is helpful for you too.

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