Bridges

Bridges

As I look out into this world
I see so many who are building walls
not between countries,
but between humanity.
We pit people against each other.
We pit families against each other
constructing walls of war
and hatred.
We stop learning how to work with each other
and learn from each other.
Walls divide,
Bridges unite.
They bring people together
in places and spaces
where we listen to each other,
learn from each other,
grow with each other.
Bridges enable us to learn
not just about each other
but how the Divine is working
in and through each of us.
Bridges not only erase the excluded
but deepen our foundation
with the Divine.
Bridges enable us to feast together
even when it is not the same meal.
We drink together,
even if not from the same fountain.
We all live in the same world and
share the same problems.
Bridges enable us to talk together,
understand each other,
help each other
and be inclusive of each other.

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Knots and Bridges

I was a little girl
when my Bubby taught
me that being me
meant I had to learn how to
tie knots and build bridges.
It meant I was always supposed to be
hospitable,
whether I wanted to or not.
it wasn’t about being nice or kind,
it was about being the one
who tied knots and built bridges.

it was about me moving
outside my comfort zones
and helping others move beyond theirs.
It was about helping start conversations
between lose threads
and building bridges
where opposing sides
could safely meet.

Your job is
to tie knots and build bridges.

It is about you finding that
wholeness and peace
within yourself
and allowing others to
see and understand
 you have and are
tying knots and building bridges
in your own life.

This is why I named you
Sarah Bella, she said
beautiful princess.
Your mission is to
unify the world
in your own way
as only you can
by tying knots and building bridges.

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Sometimes

Sometimes I love being who I am

other times I wish I didn’t need to explain that

I am not black,

I am not white,

I am me.

I am the blend of those who came together in love

and created me.

Sometimes I am grateful

to have had my light skin,

and sometimes I hate it

because it leaves me feeling

and being told I do not belong

When I stand up for my blackness

I am no longer white enough.

When I come out as mixed,

I am not black enough

Sometimes I wish my skin

was just a shade darker.

so people could see my blackness.

But then I remember

I am perfect just as I am

and what matters most is

my pride in being biracial,

my remembering that I represent

what wholeness can look like

Sometimes I get tired of feeling

like the bridge that helps people understand

Then I realize this is my purpose

to be the bridge.

To be able to talk about

white privilege

racism,

colorism,

and all the other ways

we have come to distrust each other

and ourselves.

Sometimes I wish

I didn’t need to be a bridge,

but then I give thanks that I am

because bridges make it easier

for us to connect,

to cross divides

to move over walls

to find solutions

which could not be found

without the willingness

to use a bridge.

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