Brightness

The darkness of the womb

I should remember to rewatch this video when I feel myself flagging; when exhaustion and despair take over.

Yes Rabbi, the future is dark, on this watch night, I close my eyes and I see the darkness of my grandfather’s cell. And I can feel the spirit of ever rising optimism (in the Sikh tradition ‘Chardi Kala’) within him. So the mother in me asks, ‘What if? What if this darkness is not the darkness of the tomb, but the darkness of the womb?…. What is this is our country’s great transition? – Valarie Kaur

I had the great honour of contributing this piece of art to be sold as a print at the Revolutionary Love conference held this April. I look forward to writing more soon (regarding process; my thoughts; etc) — it’s just that words are scarce these days. But I try to make art as a form of kindling, when everything around us speaks of suffocation, extinguishment, annihilation.

In darkness, light.

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