This Little Light of Mine

Welcome to the Cirque de Denial. In the center ring is your Ringmistress Madge. She's not quite as resplendent as usual, but given the circumstances she's doing her best. She has a top hat and a bull whip, so there's that. Don't mess with a women wearing a top hat and carrying a bull whip, not when she's in a mood.

The mood is best described as distraught, disgusted, depressed, and defiant. Tomorrow she will wake up and be focused, fierce, ferocious, and fearless in preparation for the arrival of the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse, which can't be far away all things considered. Step right up, folks, for the Cirque de Denial. Consider this your invitation to ditch the Worst Circus Ever. (#worstcircusever)

Sure, they've got clowns, but we've got conviction. Nobody likes clowns anyway. Sorry, clowns, but it's true, you're scary.

I wasn't sure how I'd feel today. Mid-afternoon yesterday it became clear. I feel sick. I feel physically, emotionally, and spiritually sick down to the cellular level. I don't have enough glitter to toss on this to make it sparkle. It's a decidedly unsparkly situation. How the fuck did we get here, folks? I keep waiting for Alan Funt to show up from beyond the grave and say, "Smile, you're on Candid Camera!"

Only he's not coming and we're not smiling.

I'm marching tomorrow, and that feels like something but in the grand scheme of things it's not enough. That's just one day, one event, one moment. We have 4 years of moments to navigate and that's going to take a hell of a lot more than a hot pink hat and a pair of walking shoes. It's going to take some serious gumption to prevent chaos from becoming the new normal. It's going to take a resolve of steel to avoid pointless confrontation with the snowflake patrol. I will not get distracted, I will get focused.

I will say this, if you gather up enough snowflakes you can make a blizzard. What say you, fellow snowflakes? Are you up to the task? Shall we gather for the Storm of the Century?

The most important thing to remember is that there are at least 65,844,610 of us. Add to that the protest voters and those filled with regret and people across the globe who support us, and we are not alone. We do not have to acquiesce to the politics of fear and division. We choose where we place our focus and how we move through the world. We choose how we act and react. Every interaction offers us an opportunity for grace. If we get dragged into the darkness, we become the darkness. We can show other people the way. We have that power. We, the people. Don't let them make you forget that. Don't be distracted. Don't be dismayed. Even in the darkest days, there is light. If we shine our light collectively, we can dissipate the darkness.

I'll be hosting The Lady Party Live tonight at 8pm EST Facebook, and I have absolutely no idea how that's going to go. Join me and we'll find out together. Let's put one foot in front of the other and keep marching bravely forward, shall we?
"This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine..."


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