In the Seat of Suffering.

Open your eyes with this post from Iztac Metctli:

Iztac Metztli

I’ve been crying since Sunday. I didn’t let myself cry on Saturday when I found out that one of my former youth had been killed in this last weekends shootings. 8 dead. Just like that on the news. Like it’s normal… quickly skip over and go on to some 10 minute segment about a celebrity. Our children don’t seem to be people. 8 dead.

This is the second youth I’ve lost in one year. With each death I realize that this city is deaf to the epidemic we’re facing, and HAVE been facing for years. Walking out of the door, for my kids, is a game of Russian roulette. These beautiful young people, who leave me in awe of their resilience, run the risk of getting gunned down every weekend and I’m tired.

I’ve known nothing but violence. 25 years worth. I lived it, learned to hit the ground as…

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hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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3 Responses to In the Seat of Suffering.

  1. drmarychase says:

    Thank you for sharing this, Kate — it’s heart-breaking but the call to action is powerful. I will pass it on to friends and students.

  2. susanissima says:

    Profoundly sad…so sad.

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