My book of poetry, "Stripping- My fight to find Me" is a story of the triumph of the human spirit. It is a story of our deep need for connection and the infinite power of love to heal.

It’s Sunita here.

I am a poet, an author, a wife, a mother, a sleep doctor, and a childhood trauma survivor. I healed when I understood that I was broken, not a victim. I learnt that everything I needed was within me. And that my mental health and my inner life was the essence and driving force of my existence.

I now want to challenge and inspire you to move beyond your old stories so you can embrace possibility and fulfill your potential. So, if that is where you are in your life, I invite you to come visit with me when I write. The conversation is honest, the topics are varied, the perspectives are from many angles, but the bottom line is always Self Love Self Care First®.

Where did SLSCF® come from? I realized that I needed to find meaning in my suffering. I kept thinking, “What did I come out of this journey with? How can I convey what I now know other than what is in my poetry? What is the simplest, most fundamental, basic understanding of human nature that I discovered? And that is where Self Love Self Care First® comes from. I discovered that If we do not love ourselves, we do not care for ourselves. The pain of our lives and the messages we receive go deep to cause us at times to not pay attention to ourselves, and at times even hate ourselves. It is a difficult journey. And these feelings and beliefs come from the deepest parts of our unconscious. Self Love Self Care First® is a journey of learning we are all on. This is The Journey. To find compassion for ourselves. To find acceptance for ourselves. To find love for ourselves.

Find your light. Because we are not moving towards any light. There is no light out there. It is inside. We must move inwards- not outward to look for the light. The light is inside you.

And when you find yours, you light up the world!
I hope you will join me in a journey of discovery, wonder, growth, and a celebration of our truth.

And love…

Because what else is there to talk about?

Be well, Do well, Live well,

Saturday, May 1, 2021

Princeton's Public Library's Local Author Day 2021: Dr. Sunita Merriman reading "Stripping: My Fight to Find Me"

It's Sunita here.

I am very grateful to Princeton Public Library for selecting my book, "Stripping- My Fight to Find Me" as part of their 2021 Local Author Day. 

A special shout out goes to Nora Walsh, Adult Services Librarian at PPL who was instrumental in coordinating this event.

Please enjoy this reading of poems from "Stripping". I hope you will visit this virtual event and support other local authors.

Until next time,

#poetry #princeton public library #local author day

Saturday, April 24, 2021

Vulnerability is Non- Negotiable if We Want to Be Loved

It is Sunita here.

Last year was a sad year in my family's pet companion arena. Our dog Thor had been aging and showing signs of decline for some months. In the spring and summer of the COVID stay at home orders, despite us all being around to care for him, he crossed over the Rainbow Bridge, leaving us heartbroken. He had been the first pet my children ever had in their life, and to say he was an exceptionally gentle and loving big dog is not giving him enough credit for who he was. 

I used to joke that Thor was a dog who really needed to be introduced to all babies so they could have a positive introduction to a dog. We were so used to being stopped by children of our neighborhood who had to pet him and talk to him while we walked him that we would schedule an extra few minutes when we would take him out. He would greet his friends with an enthusiastic wave of his tail and a smile of such joy that it was infectious!

So losing him, however prepared we thought we were was hard. But, as we started to make peace with his absence, we found out that our cat Loki was ill. I wish I could tell you that he ended up healthy and healed after being admitted to the Animal Hospital, and undergoing treatment for his condition. Unfortunately, he also crossed the Rainbow Bridge just a mere three months after Thor did. These big, successive losses were devastating to us and left us grief stricken, but I think even more to our sole remaining pet, our cat Runa, who was buddies with both Thor and Loki. 

In our sadness, we had to find the focus to make sure we were taking care of her emotional needs and giving her the special attention that she needed to be able to find the resilience to get through this rough patch. Being a Siberian Forest Cat, Runa is a very affectionate, intelligent, and social animal who thrives on being an active and integral part of the family. So, having another kitten for her to bond with, play with, and be a companion to was important. We also realized that we all would do well eventually with a new furry addition to our family. 

After a reasonable waiting period, we are now delighted to welcome baby Cara to our home.

The photograph above shows us introducing Runa to Cara through a glass partition. They will be learning about each other from a distance, and through a graded level of separation until they can tolerate each other’s presence with the end goal of becoming loving friends and companions. We follow the professional guidelines of how to introduce a new cat to your resident cat to the last detail With the help of those suggestions, Baby Cara, who is an energetic and enthusiastic kitten has shown an amazing ability to adapt to her new environment.
We humans are also social animals and we thrive when we are connected to others. But we are now deluged with loneliness, and disconnected from each other, which has led to the rise of depression, anxiety, hopelessness, physical illnesses, and mental illnesses.
Our souls are hurting.
We must reconnect to our vulnerability. Only then will we be able to open the glass partitions we have between ourselves and others. We are so afraid of being hurt...
Sometimes, our inability to ask for, and work towards emotional closeness with someone who we like is due to defenses we may have (they are usually unconscious) because of trauma or mental illness. In that case, the barriers we face to connecting with others must be dealt with the assistance of professionals because we are not capable of treating ourselves- just like you would not do surgery on yourself!

Vulnerability is Strength.
Vulnerability is Confidence.
Vulnerability is Sexy.
Vulnerability is Attractive.
Vulnerability is Courage.
Vulnerability is Scary.

But, Vulnerability is our Superpower!

Feeling loved, secure, hopeful, and thriving is all the end result of being open to connection.

I’ll continue to keep you posted on how Runa and Cara are moving towards each other.

In the meantime, I hope you move towards someone you have wanted to, but have hesitated.

The payoffs of pushing past the sheer terror of being vulnerable are huge- ❤️❤️❤️

Until next time, 
With a hope that you will consider being vulnerable, however much that scares you,

Saturday, April 17, 2021

I Have Stopped Going Everywhere Yet Being Nowhere


It's Sunita here.

After I was treated for the symptoms and the results of my ACEs and complex childhood trauma, my mind was available to me.

I found my inherent, and innate spiritual and emotional spaciousness.

That gave me a freedom that I had been incapable of experiencing, but unconsciously always knew that I possessed. A calmness set in and guided me towards an awareness that is often called meditation. That decreased my anxious and adaptive habit of being in many places in my mind, just to avoid the pain, aloneness, shame, darkness, and despair of my childhood.

I used to feel the urge to go to these many places just so I could escape what was going on inside my mind, brain, heart, and soul. I would feel so fragmented and distracted by this survival tactic.

With an unwavering commitment to the practice of focusing on developing an awareness of my now liberated mind, giving it an intentional direction, and having control, I am able to stay in my chosen places in a deep and meaningful way.

And when I can’t, ( which is often- the mind is not something that likes to be tamed. And our habitual patterns of thinking help it to remain elusive to us) it is looked at by me as part of the process. I just continue focusing on observing my intrusive or incidental thoughts, and eventually they pass, leaving me to come back to my meditative state.

It is from this place of peaceful solitude that I am able to Just Be.

It is from this stationary, but hugely dynamic place that I now love, experience, learn, dream, imagine, and create.

If you have suffered from ACEs, trauma, depression, anxiety, mental illness or mental injury, there is treatment for you.

If you are overwhelmed and stressed, there is a better way to live.

But the desire to be better and live as a whole you must come from deep within you.

I hope you will say YES to YOU! 

Until next time,
With my love,

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Tuesday, April 6, 2021

Be Gentle with Yourself- A Gentle Reminder to Myself


It's Sunita here.

Waking up and being grateful for the miracle of my body sometimes takes a little work. It is so easy for me to focus on all that I perceive as ‘not good’, ‘needs to be better’, ‘will be better when I ...’ instead of celebrating the fact that I am served so well and earnestly by this amazing home to my soul and mind as it is, right now.

If you fight the same battle, I encourage you to find acceptance of your body exactly the way it is right now. That is the only way I have found the love and healthy motivation to work on things that can enhance its efficiency and form.

Being grateful and gracefully accepting where we are right now does not mean that we must not strive for improvement. It is just a different mindset from wanting to change things because we cannot stand who we are right now. I discuss the way I planned to lose the Quarantine 15 last year. I have stuck to the plan I outlined in that article. 

The times when I took a break from following this plan were not occasions for me to berate myself, nor did I look at those times as failures. Rather than my old way of processing events, such occasions were seen by me as opportunities to enjoy life in a way that was free from guilt. 

Setting unachievable, unrealistic, and inflexible goals are one more way of punishing ourselves. I refuse to play that game anymore.
If I eat well, move, and sleep enough, I am happy with myself. And in my opinion, what is life without a few indulgences thrown in? Such breaks from my daily routine actually fuel me to work out with more enthusiasm the next day. 
Self Love Self Care First® flows best when it’s not another ‘chore’ in our long list of to do’s. It must be a labor of love and devotion in celebration of the miracle that we all are.

I hope you will be gentle with yourself too. 

After all, you is all you got. And you are a divine miracle!

With my love,


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Sunday, April 4, 2021

Renew- Rejoice- Family


It's Sunita here.

As we all delight in the various forms of Spring celebrations around the world, and amongst many cultures, my very best to you, and whoever you call your ‘family’!

We are all feeling the burden of COVID in so many shared, and individual ways, so can use this time of season change towards more light, and hope at this moment.

But eventually, every season can bring us hope if we use our mind to help us navigate the dark times. It is our mind's eye that gives us perspective and direction in tough times.

The external world, in it’s glory does help us, as do our families. 
So let’s rejoice!

Until next time,

#selfloveselfcarefirst #refresh #family #rejoice #hope #happy Easter #spring #celebrate #passover #baisakhi #all spring celebrations #we are one #mind’seye #innerworld

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Tuesday, March 23, 2021

The Open Road Beckons You


It's Sunita here.

For the past 25 years, I have driven by this tree at least once a week. I have seen it so many times that it became invisible to me. 

Until this morning. 

The sight of it, bent and broken, wrapped around the pole, and fearlessly intertwined with the surging electric wires brought me to tears. Such an act of courage, vulnerability, and faith! 

It's as if this tree said to the pole,

I trust you will not hurt me, so I will wrap around you, and give you everything I have in this world. Even though I am now bare and naked, having lost all my leaves and supple branches to this winter, I will offer you what I have left. I love you and will not shy away from telling you that. I am all in with you.


I kept wondering why this sight had moved me so much. What did it bring to the surface of my consciousness? Why did I feel such intense emotions?

What do you see in this picture?

A wide open road that is waiting to take you anywhere you want to go? Or a dried up tree, broken and bent, wrapped around a wire surging with electricity, that can destroy it at any time?

The sun rising, and inviting you to stop dreaming, and make your dreams come true? Or a dreary day again, amongst many others in this pandemic, that have limited you from doing what you think you should have or could have done?

A famous Henry Ford quote, 

“Whether you think you can, or you think you can't – you're right.”

What you see in this early morning picture is a direct manifestation of your attitude. What is it going to be?

I see myself becoming someone better than I am right now by the end of this day. I see a few laughs coming my way. I see connecting with people I care about. I see perhaps meeting someone new to me. I see a few problems to be solved. I see a few surprises popping up. I see learning some new things. I see some frustrations over things I will have no control over.

But overall, I see possibilities.

I realize that I had a surge of emotions when I 'saw' the tree this morning because it reminded me that for so long, I was a broken, bent, and denuded tree that was too scared to be vulnerable, and take a chance on  life.


But now, I am like the tree that boldly wraps itself around electric poles, offering myself to fate. I am no longer limited by my fear of rejection, or failure. I boldly follow my dreams, and do everything I possibly can to turn them into realities. 

I love seeing my efforts bring me success. But I do not make that a condition of my happiness. I have learnt that to be happy is a choice. And more importantly, to be happy is not the end goal anyway. 

My victory is in getting up every time I am beaten down by my circumstances. My prize is finding the courage to get back on the open road once again. 

So I always look for the rising sun to guide me there. I am all in. Just like my friend, the inspiring tree.

I hope you will be too.

Until next time,

With my love,


#selfloveselfcarefirst #possibility #ideas #opportunities #attitude #henryford #openroad #sunrise #gratitude #mindset #happiness #choice #keepmovingforward #hope#create #mindset #inspiration

Sunday, March 21, 2021

What Should you Say to a Child Who Has Lost a Parent- Tell Them How Brave They Are.


It's Sunita here.

Losing a parent is devastating at all ages, but to a child, it is absolutely unbearable. How the grief of a child is handled by their family is a major factor in how well, and how soon they can heal. 

If it is complicated by family strife, poverty, mental illness of the surviving parent, lack of resources, and many other limiting and debilitating factors, the grief of such children can be prolonged into pathological grieving and childhood trauma (ACEs) that has lifelong effects. 

Pathological grieving is defined as grief that extends beyond an average time of 2 years before the loss becomes a bearable event. At that point we resume taking an interest in our lives in a more normal manner. 

Resilience can be developed through connection with an adult who shows genuine care and concern for a bereaved child. 

So, if you know such a family or child, don’t hesitate to offer your support. It’s always better to say something- anything- from your heart, than not to. Don't let your fear that you may say the wrong thing stop you from reaching out with your sympathy, love, and understanding. Your caring will come through, even if awkwardly expressed. 

  • Don’t second guess yourself, and just say what’s in your heart. 
  • Offer to listen to them and don't take it personally if they don't talk to you about their feelings at first. Just be patient. They will, when they are ready.
  • Spend time with them. 
  • Make them feel like they matter, and that you are there for them. 
  • Encourage them to talk about their feelings of sadness, confusion and loss. 
  • Help them look towards the future in a positive way.
  • Try your best to be consistent with your efforts and companionship.


Tell them how brave they are to feel their pain- and that they will be ok! 

I’m so glad Prince Harry is speaking out about his grief on losing his mom, and is sharing his feelings. It will be healing for him, and very helpful for the children and adults who hear his heartfelt words.

Until next time,
With my thanks to Prince Harry,
And with love for him, and for all those of us who have had this hole in our hearts,

Photograph of Prince Harry credit- BEN STANSALL / AFP/Getty Images

Sunday, March 14, 2021

Rumi's Exquisite Insight on the Apparent Duality of Love as a Self Love Self Care First Practice


It's Sunita here.

Self Love Self Care First sounds straightforward as a concept. However, there are many layers of complexity to it's practice, which can often be obscured in an attempt to simplify this powerful and empowering mantra.

"If I love myself, I love you.
If I love you, I love myself"

In this couplet, Rumi has perfectly captured love as a practice of Self Love Self Care First. Self love is the first step, and mandatory requirement to be able to develop the capacity to love another.

The practice of Self Love Self Care First at times must be all about nurturing ourselves, by excluding everyone else from our space (mental, physical, or both) with the purpose of recharging, and regrouping with, and within ourselves. 

However, because we are wired for connection as social animals, we also crave to love others, and to be loved by others. That is why there is another piece, and equally important component of love as a practice of Self Love Self Care First.  

The other component of loving, as a practice of Self Love Self Care First is of extending ourselves in an outward way to embrace others. Caring about them, and being loved by them in return boosts our wellness systems, and provides us with the connection we need to survive and thrive. 

To know which form of love as SLSCF is necessary for us at a given time, we must intimately be acquainted with ourselves. Only then we can become our own healers. We must learn to tap into what we instinctively and intimately know we need, to be our best and most joyful selves. From this mindfulness comes knowledge that helps create a place of self compassion within. It is from here that we find our innate wisdom that helps us make the choice to either retreat within, or reach out to connect.

We cannot offer love that we don't feel inside, or have within us. It's as simple as that. If we don't feel worthy enough to receive our own love, how can we ever feel good enough to allow others to shower us with their love. 

Love is madness.
Love is hallucination.
Love is warmth.
Love is exhilaration.
Love is awe.
Love is meditation.
Love is understanding.
Love is creation.
Love is passion.
Love is an endless celebration. 

-Sunita Merriman

Rumi, the mystic poet and teacher knew that love is the most powerful force in this universe. So he showed us the path to love.

"If I love myself, I love you.
If I love you, I love myself"

We enjoy the illumination and fragrance of a candle until the wax burns off and extinguishes the flame. We don't keep trying to light a candle once the wax is gone because we know that the wick cannot carry a flame without any wax. But we have no such self awareness, and keep pushing ourselves to do, and give, long after our depletion, ignoring the fact that we cannot offer to others what we don't have.


Until next time,
Wishing you the ecstasy of love,

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Sunday, February 21, 2021


It's Sunita here.

Our ordinariness possesses an extraordinary amount of beauty! Bask in it🌹 

Resist the urge to give into society’s demands, and it’s fascination to award the title ‘beautiful’ to only those that it deems worthy. Those categories are ways to imprison a human being. If you are called beautiful because of your exceptional physical beauty, know that it is temporary, and defined through society’s lens. 

If you are successful, as measured by the templates provided by society, you may also be considered beautiful. 

The idea that we must be on a never ending quest to achieve, acquire, and improve, for purposes of feeling beautiful and accepted is a trap. I am beautiful in my ordinariness! 

I hope you find joy in that beauty as well. 

It is a divine beauty that exists in us all. It does not demand that we be better to feel beautiful. This beauty does not want us to contort ourselves to fit into a space that is not made for us. 

Wishing you an abundance of such beauty,



#selfloveselfcarefirst #beauty #selflove #selfcare #love #sundaymornings #youarebeautiful #beautiful

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Will you be my Valentine?


It's Sunita here.

You are precious to me today. On Valentine's Day. But more importantly, I treasure you every day.

I love you. I adore you. I put you above all others. Most times, I only want to be with you. I can't bear to be away from you.

So, I keep you close to me, even when I am far from you. 

When I don't get enough alone time with you, I get irritable and cranky. I don't think right, and I can't see things clearly.

It has taken a lot of courage to put you first in my life because it's not conventionally considered to be the right thing to do. I wasn't taught to love you. I did not know how to listen to you. I felt so guilty taking care of you because I thought it was my job to take care of others, before I gave you any attention. I was made to feel selfish if I ever spoke out loud about my love for you.

I started to feel depressed because I missed you. When others bad mouthed you, I joined in their critical chorus, because I started to believe the awful things they told me about you. I began to only see your deficiencies and shortcomings. That made me ignore you. Eventually, I hated you. I would find ways to punish you. And I became an expert on sabotaging you if you ever dared to stick up for me.

One day I woke up and realized that I had lost my capacity to love anyone else. 

I resented taking care of others, and started to neglect myself as well. I shut down, and completely stopped listening to you. Anything you said, I ignored. I was miserable, and was making everyone around me pretty unhappy as well. 

I knew deep down that I was wrong to desert you. I felt guilty. I missed you  terribly. So, I started the long and painful journey to reconnect with you. It was hard work. I had to re-learn how to appreciate you. I had to rekindle my love affair with you. I realized that only when I loved you first could I love anyone else. When I did not care for you, I lost all my loving magic powers. 

Now I love you every day, every hour, every moment, and, every second of the day. Sometimes you annoy me. And there are innumerable occasions when you don't do what I want you to do, in the manner that I need you to do things. I've had to learn to be patient with you when you are not on your best behavior. I remind myself constantly to find compassion for you when you really mess up.

But I know that on the inside, you are simply put, divine! And I've come to finally realize that it's my privilege, and my responsibility to take good care of you, and to love you, without any stinginess or reservations. This way, not only do I feel loved and happy, but everyone around me does too. 

So, I ask you Sunita, will you be my Valentine? Because you are my forever love!

Until next time, 

Wishing you all a Happy Valentine's Day!

With my love,


#selfloveselfcarefirst #valentine'sday #selflove #selfcare #love #selfcompasion #wellness #depression #attachmenttrauma #childhoodtrauma #ACEs #healing #therapy #relearning #rethinking #joy

Tuesday, February 2, 2021

Why we Must try 'Crossing Unmarked Snow' While Being Bombarded by Voices of Unimaginative Mediocrity- William Stafford Inspires!

It's Sunita here.

“The things you do not have to say make you rich. 
Saying things you do not have to say weakens your talk. 
Hearing things you do not need to hear dulls your hearing. 
And things you know before you hear them--those are you, 
Those are why you are in the world.” 

― William Stafford, Crossing Unmarked Snow

The snowstorm that hit the northeastern shore has been a perfect time to reflect on these lyrical words of poet, William Stafford from his book, Crossing Unmarked Snow

The quality and richness of silence is where we will find our fullest, and unique voice. Our inner voice that invites us to become our best selves. It waits for us to notice it. When we do, it then guides us like a sherpa, to the deep well within that holds the wisdom to liberate us from the difficult complexities of life.

We must stop looking for what is not out there. 

As we are bombarded by so- called experts, influencers, entertainers, and practically anyone who posts their thoughts, experiences and opinions on readily available avenues, it is so easy to allow our own thoughts to be swallowed up by these voices of repetitive, unimaginative mediocrity.

Ignoring and denying what is plentiful and abundant inside us, we scroll down different platforms of social media, not only wasting our precious time, but also insulting our discerning selves as we allow the dullness of these outside voices to mute our own imaginative and powerful one.

Only when we become still, and look within us do we discover what we instinctively know about our journey. 

I hope you found such stillness during the spectacular, and powerful beauty of this snowstorm. William Stafford's words need to be read again and again, to grasp the simple but profound wisdom they bring us. They never get old.

Wishing you a safe week ahead,
Full of your unique voice!

#selfloveselfcarefirst #williamstafford #poem #crossingunmarkedsnow #poetry #words #yourvoice #mediocrity 

Sunday, January 24, 2021

Amanda Gorman Ablaze at Biden's Inauguration Sets the World on Fire with her Words



It's Sunita here.

I was transfixed this week, like millions of others, who witnessed Amanda Gorman recite her poem, 'The Hill We Climb' at President Joseph Biden's inauguration ceremonies. 

I loved everything about her, from the spectacular and sunny yellow coat she wore, to her confident and rapturous presence while she took the stage to recite her poem. It was also obvious to me, that despite the incredible poise she presented herself with, she was going "Can you believe this??" in her head- her expressions giving us an inkling of the excitement and giddy joy she was feeling as she looked out towards the crowds (sparse this year, but a distinguished gathering none the less) from the inaugural platform.

But my biggest thrill came from the words Amanda chose to share with the world. 

Taking the broken pieces of our nation and our hearts, she used words to masterfully weave them into images of reckoning, lessons learnt, wisdom and ultimately, hope. She presented us with the harshness of our times, yet with a kindness, that reassured us that we still possess within us the strength, and will to turn things around, so we may fulfil our potential as humans, and the promise of a just and loving society. 

Amanda helped us celebrate our humanity by highlighting how the process of becoming our best versions is a difficult one, but not impossible. Much is wrong today. But there is light amongst the violent, hateful and terrifying darkness we find ourselves in. And each one of us must find the courage to be that light.

Thank you Amanda, for putting the jagged, broken pieces of our souls in a beauteous frame that illuminates our goodness, and inspires us to move forward, and inwards to light. 

Amanda, thank you for your words! 


When day comes, we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade?

The loss we carry. A sea we must wade.

We braved the belly of the beast.

We’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace, and the norms and notions of what “just” is isn’t always justice.

And yet the dawn is ours before we knew it.

Somehow we do it.

Somehow we weathered and witnessed a nation that isn’t broken, but simply unfinished.

We, the successors of a country and a time where a skinny Black girl descended from slaves and raised by a single mother can dream of becoming president, only to find herself reciting for one.

And, yes, we are far from polished, far from pristine, but that doesn’t mean we are striving to form a union that is perfect.

We are striving to forge our union with purpose.

To compose a country committed to all cultures, colors, characters and conditions of man.

And so we lift our gaze, not to what stands between us, but what stands before us.

We close the divide because we know to put our future first, we must first put our differences aside.

We lay down our arms so we can reach out our arms to one another.

We seek harm to none and harmony for all.

Let the globe, if nothing else, say this is true.

That even as we grieved, we grew.

That even as we hurt, we hoped.

That even as we tired, we tried.

That we’ll forever be tied together, victorious.

Not because we will never again know defeat, but because we will never again sow division.

Scripture tells us to envision that everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree, and no one shall make them afraid.

If we’re to live up to our own time, then victory won’t lie in the blade, but in all the bridges we’ve made.

That is the promise to glade, the hill we climb, if only we dare.

It’s because being American is more than a pride we inherit.

It’s the past we step into and how we repair it.

We’ve seen a force that would shatter our nation, rather than share it.

Would destroy our country if it meant delaying democracy.

And this effort very nearly succeeded.

But while democracy can be periodically delayed, it can never be permanently defeated.

In this truth, in this faith we trust, for while we have our eyes on the future, history has its eyes on us.

This is the era of just redemption.

We feared at its inception.

We did not feel prepared to be the heirs of such a terrifying hour.

But within it we found the power to author a new chapter, to offer hope and laughter to ourselves.

So, while once we asked, how could we possibly prevail over catastrophe, now we assert, how could catastrophe possibly prevail over us?

We will not march back to what was, but move to what shall be: a country that is bruised but whole, benevolent but bold, fierce and free.

We will not be turned around or interrupted by intimidation because we know our inaction and inertia will be the inheritance of the next generation, become the future.

Our blunders become their burdens.

But one thing is certain.

If we merge mercy with might, and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change our children’s birthright.

So let us leave behind a country better than the one we were left.

Every breath from my bronze-pounded chest, we will raise this wounded world into a wondrous one.

We will rise from the golden hills of the West.

We will rise from the windswept Northeast where our forefathers first realized revolution.

We will rise from the lake-rimmed cities of the Midwestern states.

We will rise from the sun-baked South.

We will rebuild, reconcile, and recover.

And every known nook of our nation and every corner called our country, our people diverse and beautiful, will emerge battered and beautiful.

When day comes, we step out of the shade of flame and unafraid.

The new dawn balloons as we free it.

For there is always light, if only we’re brave enough to see it.

If only we’re brave enough to be it.

Until next time,

With hopes for a better tomorrow,

And my love,


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