I’m marching in the women’s march in Portland on Saturday. I have never done anything like this before, but I feel so called to do it that when the opportunity arose, I said yes without thinking for a second about whether or not I should. I’ve since thought more about it. We’ve had winter storms of epic proportions here. Am I really sure I want to travel to the city on snow covered roads to do this? And the answer is a clear, resounding… Yes. Why? The answer that keeps coming up for me is this…
“i love myself.’
It comes down to this: Loving Yourself is the Greatest Revolution.
And as Marianne Williamson so beautifully wrote, “On Friday, the United States will inaugurate a new President. Many of us are pleased about this, and many of us are not. But in a free society we do not have to agree with each other. And I believe the vast majority of Americans, no matter who they voted for in the election, voted for the person they honestly believed would make our country better. Now let us move forward.”
In the words of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., “We have before us the glorious opportunity to inject a new dimension of love into the veins of our civilization.” And I believe we stand at the threshold another such opportunity now. To do so, the first step forward must be practicing self-love – not narcissism – but self-honor, dignity and respect. I have never been one to be especially politically active, aside from always voting when given the opportunity. But this Saturday, I choose to march… for love.