So this is my story about how I didn't go to the #womensmarchlatoday.
I tried my damndest. Drove to two separate train stations this morning, no parking. Got dropped off, waited half hour in line to buy train fare, finally get onto train platform, only to hit a wall of people who'd been waiting over an hour for a train to come by that could even fit 5 more people. Decided to drive to DTLA but stopped at home for a bathroom break, news reports attendance numbers well above 250k (total attendance today for the LA Women's March was 750k; I LOVE my city) and heard from one friend who got a bloody nose from being elbowed and another friend who had anxiety from the crowds. And here I am, still not 100% after getting the flu earlier this week. So I gave up. And I spent a majority of the day feeling horrible about it. Until.
Some small little voice inside me whispered, "This is not the last good you will do." And it's true. I have a full list of ways I'm getting involved this year, ways where I will give time, money, and energy back to my community and causes I believe in. Being a conscientious activist is not a sprint. It's a marathon, and I'm in it for the long haul. So if you wanted to march today, but you worked, couldn't get someone to watch the kids, felt unsafe, weren't supported by your partner, don't handle crowds well, or just plain suck at planning when it comes to public transportation, I see you, I hear you, I support you, and I love you. We are all doing the best we can, with the energy we have, at each given moment. And if I'm going to be radical, I'm going to start with radical love.
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