Twenty years ago, an African American colleague described the terror, whenever her (Black) husband was late coming home from work. Was he stopped by the police for driving while Black?
Had he been mugged by a gang or thug? Arrested for being in white neighborhood? My partner is white. I’ve never had to live with her fear. Her story lives in me, in sacred trust, opening me to compassion, to work for justice and equity, our 2nd UU principle.
What life experiences break our hearts open, so we may help create racial justice?