A short post-election note

:: deep breath ::

On Monday night, I was stretching on the floor in my candlelit bedroom when I asked a question I've asked many times - the very sincere question Judy Blume gave us years ago: 

"Are you there, God? It's me, Dre. [awkward pause]  I don't really know what to say to you anymore."

And for the first time, I heard a response: "Instead of speaking, why don't you listen?"

Listen.

I received this message on Monday- so before the election. But it rings even more true for me today. We'll have plenty to say and plenty of grieving, strategizing, organizing, boycotting and mutual aid to do in the coming days, weeks, months and years. But for now, I'm listening. The assignment will come.

Listen.

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