Although I participated very little in either the Pride or Canada Day celebrations, the long weekend itself still felt ‘special’ somehow.
Most other years, I would have been out at the parade - this year, no.
In other years, I might have felt some urge to be a part of the national celebration of nationhood - this year, no.
Now, that doesn’t mean I feel any less patriotic or committed to advancing the cause of those who are suppressed, sexually and otherwise - but it is not always necessary to be out on the street; sometimes, holding the belief in your heart is enough.
And this year, for me, it was more about keeping the flame burning internally and not so much about showing it, like a firework, out on the street.
I know who I am, what I believe, and when it’s necessary for me to manifest such beliefs publicly - for me, this was not the year.
I will do my best, over the next 364 days to live my beliefs on a daily basis - and not reserve them for one day of celebration.
Though celebrating on one given day can be so much more fun…
Cheers!
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