Tonight I let the moon guide me. I’m searching for clarity in my life and on a particularly bad night, I got in the car to go for a drive and found myself following the moon.
To no particular destination, I followed the moon. It lead me through twists and turns (and plenty of traffic) and I found myself on the phone with my uncle. A man who has suffered the rejection of his family and the discrimination of his peers.
We talked about life. We are in this world living it the best way we can.
We talked about family. We cannot cast judgement upon people we don’t understand (don’t judge a book by its cover).
We talked about facing our problems. For so long we make serious issues something to ignore. But we will no longer ignore these things because the only way to progress in life is to talk about the unspeakable. The dirty little secrets we as a family have hidden for years, can no longer be ignored.
We can begin to heal when together we start to talk about the bad things. It hurts now, in the moment, but in the long run we will have taken a step forward. We will have brought about change to ourselves and hopefully allowed this to inspire others.
What we need to do is start the conversation, no matter the secret. Things will only get better once we start to talk about it.