“For everything that happens in life—there is a season, a right time for everything under heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, a time to collect the harvest;
3 A time to kill, a time to heal;
a time to tear down, a time to build up;
4 A time to cry, a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, a time to dance;
5 A time to scatter stones, a time to pile them up;
a time for a warm embrace, a time for keeping your distance;
6 A time to search, a time to give up as lost;
a time to keep, a time to throw out;
7 A time to tear apart, a time to bind together;
a time to be quiet, a time to speak up;
8 A time to love, a time to hate;
a time to go to war, a time to make peace.’
A time to speak an a time to give up speaking.
A time to pen and a time to pause.
A time to run ahead and a time to reflect back.
A time to study and a time to be still.
A time to pour out and a time to pour in.
A time to open up the gates and a time to close them.
My time in this social media space is slowly coming to a pause. I have 2.5 more graduate courses to go — which will take me to the end of June 2020. After that… it is my intention to take a 6 month sabbath rest from this and other social media spaces.
It is a heavy weight to see.
It is a hell of a load to feel.
It is a transport truck of trauma.
So whatever I can fling out into the universe by way of information until then — I will. And then?
I am an advocate with clear head and a heroic heart — but I am also a human. I want to remain engaged in the struggle but on I also want my efforts to be effective, communal, for the right reasons, and for the greater good. I am discouraged by what I see in the spheres around me.
Not that it matters much to the masses but I need this life to be meaningful. What little power and energy I have — I need to place it where something beautiful will bloom — however small; however slowly; however softly.
In that time of sabbath rest I am going to rediscover the humanity I have been advocating for. I am going to recover from the ruin that flung me into this space in the first place. I am going to visit the few friends I have left and reacquaint myself with joy.
Not much will be lost from this space, another will move in to take my place — with more grit and higher hits. That’s fine. I have something softer in mind.