Mother Nature, Our Teacher.

Racism and discrimination in all its forms, will slowly overtake beauty and love in all its forms, if I don't keep a watchful eye... gonna tend to my garden.

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Conclusion: I always considered myself an anti-racist person before this summer. I aimed at treating people the way I wanted to be treated, and was successful at that for the most part. But as I learn and grow from all of the voices that are now being amplified, I now realize that ignorance had crept into my heart and mind like a vine slowly strangling an unsuspecting wildflower. I was truly ignorant to how my silence and complacency translated into BIPOC suffering. Being anti-racist and anti-discrimination begins with an action, a commitment to really know myself, and step into the shoes of another as much as I can, not just looking at life through their lens. It is speaking up with respect and love, and without fear of being perceived as unpleasant or extreme. It manifests as countless moves towards equality, and continues until our BIPOC brothers and sisters are no longer oppressed. How is your journey going?