Privilege.
February 24, 2017I find it important to note your own privilege. To attend school, to travel, to see sunrises in the desert with friends who care about you, to have basic, basic human rights. These things are unfathomable privilege for some.
I don’t think everything happens for a reason. I don’t know why everything happens. Terrible things happen constantly, and some lives are filled with so much hate, terror, pain…it’s unimaginable to most of us. It’s unfathomable that we could be subject to that, if only we were born in another land, another time.
You don’t have to hate yourself for the privilege you have. I struggle with this, as many do. But to notice that life is working out for you, to notice the hot shower and the ability to eat a warm dinner, that’s a step. Knowing that you should give. You should give back to whatever force gave you what you have. To whatever randomness and karma that gave you all the beautiful things in your life.
It’s okay to have it, but it’s not okay to stay oblivious to that fact.
My travels are changing my perception of everything around me, and that’s all I wanted. There is so much importance in taking time for yourself and letting you grow out of whatever box you built up around you. Whatever box your hometown, your peers, your significant other built up around you. You have absolutely no box, no limits. You set your limits.
“No hesitations, no projections, no order. I became a verb.” Stephanie Danler