Solidarity under the root cause for what is right is beautiful. Just look at the magnitude of such movements to promote peace and justice for all. With absolute reasons to be proud, it is difficult not to brag and boast about our growing unity. Staying strong together creates an unbreakable wall for anyone to try and break down. As the wall continues to thicken, so too, do our stance to remain resilient to opposition become unmoved. United, undivided, and unafraid. But, with whom and for whom? Are we truly such an unbroken bond if we are quick to choose a side and stick with that side? Is this what we call “united”? Your small united group versus all other small and united groups. And if so, how is all that “division” considered undivided? Have we become such a state of hypocrisy? Are all those for us really with us?
Funny how someone we love, honor, or trust suggests something to be true and we go on following without asking ourselves the sensibility of what has been noted or said. It’s as if we just want to believe that there is good in the group we have decided to label ourselves within. And to those outside of the circle, if we deem them to “not understand” and thus, are not our kind (whether heart, mind, body, or spirit), we go along with such a notion. This leads me to the last word, unafraid.
We quickly find strength amongst our group of people who stand by us because from what we believe, those who stand by you understand the very existence of what you stand for in all collective aspects of your life. If you have endured pain, people of your kind have felt such atrocity. If you have had high victories, only those who have reached such pinnacle could fathom such sacrifice or grandeur. But what if those in pain could help strengthen and empower even more those in victory? What if together, both don’t really mean anything different because where there is pain, there is survival. Where there is victory, someone had to rise from pitfalls. Both sides had to persevere to breathe the next day. How is it that we are so quick to point fingers then and say such things as “you don’t understand”? Why, instead can’t we suggest, “help me to understand”? Do not the greatest of soldiers know pain before victory and prepare for pain while even in state of victory?
To be unafraid means to not be afraid. To be fearless is to free oneself from fear. Even if we can say that being in our group keeps us from being afraid, does this mean that we truly free ourselves from fear?
