Here is the brick wall: this one is built with less gumption, less shine, than the patriarchy. The Patriarchy has White men in pressed suits–Lobbyists and such–patrolling the parameters.
The Patriarchy’s wall has a room built into the wall so the White men can view those below.
This brick wall has a haphazard design– it was whipped up without any cement, so really, it’s just a stack of bricks.
To take it down you have to be really careful–one wrong brick could make the whole thing fall. Behind that wall are spirits. And if the wall falls on the spirits they may never get up again. This is a wall that when it falls in just the wrong way it has the capacity to destroy.
We don’t want to smash it, break it.
We want to dismantle this wall brick by brick, in collaboration. Working together.
And that there is the hardest part– learning how to let go of being right and hurt feelings and fear to just, do. Take action.
I accept that I alone cannot change, that I cannot change other people.
But I also accept the call– the job– to take down bricks.
Start with the ones that are already loose.