2020. The year it all began. I somehow feel that historians of the future may look back on this year as the one that changed everything. Whether they'll be looking through a utopian or dystopian lens remains to be seen; as it currently stands, the balance could tip either way.
It would seem, though, that 2020 has been one of lifting the veil. As more light is cast on the shadows of abuse, violence, greed, control and destruction that have shaped our world, the more separate and divisive we have become. The world has become more binary - us versus them, right versus wrong, love versus hate - even though life, itself, can never be binary.
While social media has become a battleground for right and left-wing politics, and we attack (and defend) differences, not to mention real wars rooted in corruption, dominance and greed happening without the glare of media attention, it has become more apparent to me that the biggest battle is the one we all face: the one we have with ourselves.
This book is a deep and personal exploration into our wounds, beliefs, and the biases that we hold, using them as a portal into the relationship we have with ourselves. A lot of what's inside these pages isn't pretty. It's honest, realer than real, and uncomfortable AF Yet, it's necessary. For inside these pages you will feel a sense of solidarity. You will feel less alone. You will feel more deeply connected to this beautiful yet painfully complex human experience that we all share, even when our lived experience is very different.
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