In the US we are experiencing a radical revolution in our government. Some call it a coup, some call it the breakdown of democracy, some call it corruption, some call it a blatant funneling of taxpayer money to the rich.

Meanwhile others call it draining the swamp, shutting down the “woke” agenda, taking back our country from liberal socialism.

There is and has been a great division in America that has been festering throughout my lifetime. We are seeing the consequences now, people on both sides of politics are experiencing the impacts of our new autocratic regime. I believe it is a coup, a dismantling of our constitution, a hostile takeover of our country to benefit the rich and powerful without any thought to the rights or sufferings of ” We the people”

There is also a revolution happening within me… I am questioning the intelligence, values and morals of my friends who voted republican this election as if nothing was learned. It seems a collective insanity that conveniently forgets and pardons January 6. I cannot wrap my head around this blind devotion. I am wrestling with my kindness and empathy towards republican voters some who are now experiencing the very repercussions they voted for. Are they happy now/yet? Is this what they want? Really…. is this what they were hoping for when they voted? Is it possible to continue relationships with people who actively wish others harm, strip people of their rights, and dismantles our countries, culture, history and constitution. These are difficult questions for me. My republican family and friends are strangely quiet these days. They are not asking …How are you? Are they afraid, embarrassed, don’t know what to say? These are family members and longtime friends I have celebrated births and weddings with, supported them through many of life’s hardships, I have given emotional support, financial support, a listening ear, sat at the bedsides of their dying because I believe in compassion and empathy. This was freely given with a loving open heart. Now, I am struggling to keep my heart open to those who voted for this current political chaos. Perhaps stepping away from them is needed for my own peace of mind so my energies can go where they are most needed…and there are so many who need empathy, compassion and support. The church I grew up in teaches ” Love them where they are at”. I am not sure where that is anymore. They also taught “God is love in action” I am not seeing or feeling the love from the Christianity being shown these days by our government or its supporters.

I am grieving, I am angry. I am not giving up without a fight I just want to know who is standing with me and who has the proverbial knife in my back?

If it is not possible to have reasonable conversations about our political parties amongst family and friends where does this end for all of us? I haven’t closed doors yet but have wanted to slam them many times. It is uncertain how this will evolve within me over time. Creating art will help. For this I am grateful.

When I contemplate creating an art piece using the prompt revolution, I see black, red, fire and destruction.

I also see the crowds who peacefully gathered to protest February 17th. I stand with them! There is another revolution happening in our country…. resistance.