White Privilege

I think I sunburnt my gentle white skin today.


 

Speaking of my whiteness - have you ever consciously looked at your skin & all the experiences that your tones bring to you?


 

For the month of February, I have.

Racism & social justice are very important subjects to my heart; in university I dedicated about a year digging deep into African American history & the Psychology of Social Justice. I became aware of my white privilege and all it affords me. I had many private talks with my professors, fellow classmates, & read everything I could. I dreamed about the inequalities systemic in Western colonization & my part in the puzzle. I vowed to always be an ally to Black, Indigenous, People of Color (BIPOC).

However, my perfectionism & white exceptionalism kept me from going deeper into my own conditioning. I was a far cry away from recognizing my own racial biases & how imprinted I am.


 

I devoted this month to diving deeper in.


 

It definitely takes a lot of spaciousness to look at this part of our inheritance, whatever your heritage. Racial divide is systemic & embedded so deeply into the West that it requires sharp eyes to see & loud voices to call it out.

Today I feel the depth of spaciousness that my nervous system has gives me the opportunity to consciously create the world I desire to live in.


 

That world includes beings of all shapes, forms, colors, & creeds being love, light & free. In order to make sure that world comes to fruition & into my real life experience, I must uncover what is blocking me from empowering that to become.


 

Untangling my systemic racial conditioning requires focus, so I scheduled time every other day to do the work on my own, and set weekly meetings with a sister who also committed to doing the work. Like this I had personal/internal & external motivation, as well as support for expressing what was coming up.

I've realized how subtle my conditioning effects me & what residues of my overtly racist ancestors remained. I've never considered myself as racist, and yet discovered windows of opportunity to become even less judgmental & more conscious of how my mind attaches to my way being the best way.

There have been many uncomfortable moments, ahas, & pure grief as I realize what my energy has been feeding.


 

As always, my primary mode for transformation of what I uncover is Imagery & dreamwork. My dreaming images have shown me truths I couldn't imagine & ancestral happenings that I cannot unsee. It has shown me where I stood silent & where I spoke up.


 

This month has also shown me lots of beauty in our world's conscious evolution & sparked more conversations about race & personal experiences of it than ever before in my life.


 

The work continues &I invite you to join in.


 

I use Layla Saad's workbook as introductory guide & highly recommend the download.


 

I'd LOVE to hear from You on this- wherever you are in your journey.


 

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What does 'race' mean to you?


 

Have you experienced or witnessed racism in action?


 

What have you done in the face of your own bias?

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It isn't always easy, while the answer is always LOVE.


 

Much love & infinite sunshine,


 

xxoo

Lindsey

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