Over the week, in our monthly college magazine, I read the story of a colleague retiring. The story talked about how this colleague was such a key part of our college.
I was overwhelmed with powerful emotions reading the story.
A sense of sadness gripped me. The sadness seemed to appear like a tsunami, lifting me up in a tide of emotion.
Reading the story, I realized suddenly how I had been putting off sending a "thank you" note to this colleague for the past several weeks to tell them how much I appreciated their kindness and their presence in the college.
The rhythms and demands of building and sustaining community-academic-activist partnerships often mean that I am negotiating multiple commitments. Amidst these commitments, which are complicated by the various hate groups that target our anti-racist work at CARE, I end up spending a large part of my labor fire fighting.
But perhaps that is an excuse I give myself for not adequately expressing my gratitude to people that I ought to be expressing my gratitude to.
I was reminded in the week how this colleague offered a beautiful lesson in the possibilities that could be.
Over the past several months, they would make it a point to check on me and send their good wishes.
One evening, as the day was wrapping up, and I had called her to follow up on some documents, she shared with me the challenges in our personal lives in challenging the racism and hate that seem to flow into our familial and community networks.
The conversation was healing because it foregrounded this understanding that there are so many of us who are doing the everyday work of challenging hate. In different forms, in different contexts, across different organizing structures mobilized by the virality of hate on digital platforms.
These everyday practices of kindness are reminders of the reason why we challenge the organizing politics of hate.
These everyday practices of kindness are reminders of the reason why we challenge the organizing politics of hate.
As I write this note of gratitude, I am reminded of its power in imagining the possibilities of another world.
Another world that is rooted in the many possibilities of love.