It's strange how the people most concerned with a "hell" in the future are the most likely to carry a lot of it with them in the present. The world strains under weight of their fears and judgments.

And certainly, a lot of us were once a part of all that: The anxiety, the in-grouping and out-grouping, the marginalization and the distancing of ourselves from those cast out into the dark... Some of us only came to grips with how harmful all of this is when we experienced what it's like to be on the other side of this belief system. It's a trial by fire, and the perspective of the one being pushed into the flames will always be very different than the perspective of the one holding the match.

And yet, even in our rejections, we forge quality of character. And even in our loneliness, we cultivate truthful embodiment. Our resilience in trauma cannot be diminished, and our defiance in the face of a religious system which would seek to shut us down cannot be underestimated.

So here’s to the unexpected devastations and rebirths – the fires which brought us to the ground and then remade us. And here’s to the slow process of grief which yields a steady assent towards something better.

It's ironically kind of biblical: From the ashes, we rise.

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