Survivors witness and feel beneath the story... Fragmented, often locked away in an unconscious vault; we banish pain in order to survive it.
If you come across people who radiate love, who live authentically, without labels, without pretense, without hate in their hearts, hold those people close.
Basic rights are not complicated. We each inherit them simply by reincarnating on Mother Earth. And so, if I want to protest for basic human rights, I will.
Do we keep giving our anger the chance to turn into hate? Or do we take time to examine our emotions, ask ourselves why we are this angry, take an honest look at our experiences and the beliefs we hold, and then use our anger to fuel our actions and consciously choose a better life?