Loud and proud, we holler.

The older I get the more I am convinced that what the world needs more than anything else right now is story-tellers. TRUTH-tellers. People who are bold enough and brave enough to bring everything to Light: all of our deepest, darkest fears, our most shameful insecurities, the authentically human reality that is making mistakes. They will speak, or write, or act, or sing, or shout-from-the-rooftops about those moments in which we honour and revel in the Divinity and Grace that we are promised by virtue of being alive. TRULY ALIVE.

When we tell these stories, particularly on behalf of the generations that precede us, we liberate from genetic prisons the unresolved emotions, the hurts and the damage that trickle like rain drops down the fronds of a plant; down, down, down to future generations, unsuspecting and unaware of the causes of their very real, yet unexplained, pain.

And there will be understanding, compassion and love, where before there was uncertainty, contempt and fear.

What are we here for if not to love one another as fiercely and as bravely as we can?

There is no other purpose.

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