I saw this quote and instantly grabbed it.
When we talk about using our creativity to change the world, it really isn’t to make us think something. Even though we think we’re trying to change someone’s mind, that really isn’t what’s happening. Those of us who are still reeling from recent events know it’s almost impossible to change someone’s mind. You can tell them “objective facts” that you find compelling, and they can do the same to you. Meetings of the minds are rarely possible in this way.
We want to change people’s hearts, not their minds. If we change their hearts and help them feel what we’re feeling, or to at least understand our feelings, we have a better chance to make the kinds of connections we are so longing to make. We have a much better chance to help them remember what they’ve forgotten.
I’ve been finding comfort in odd and familiar places. Even though I’m not sure what I believe about the world and traditional spirituality any more, I’ve been listening to contemporary Christian music from the late 20th century (70’s and 80’s). I’m finding it the touchstone for the “me” in the past who knew what she believed and who believed that there wasn’t as much standing between us all as we thought.
I wish we could go back to showing our hearts instead of our anger. I wish we could stop being afraid of people. I wish we could get back to trying to live in a way that shows love and concern for others, instead of our own individual interests.
I’m still sad, but at least I’m showing the colors of my heart.
Finding Our Voices Together 