I truly believe, in my deepest heart, that everything always happens for our benefit. We live in a compassionate cosmos. Sometimes this is hard for us to conceive because so many of the world’s dominant religions depict the godhead as elitist and selective, punitive, punishing, even vengeful— but that’s some old, whiteman shit.
If we can isolate the divine from the context of heterosexual white supremacy, we might get a different taste of divinity. Perhaps then we can begin to trust that all living things are being cared for by an invisible force.
So, if this is true, if we are truly being taken care of at all times (even if we can’t understand how or why) then what the fuck was the point of this year?