Privilege is a veil that blurs empathy.
Privilege is what allows someone to storm into a government building, break into someone’s office, pose in her chair, and walk out of the building unharmed.
Privilege is what allows you to fabricated lies in order to exploit others for your own gain.
Privilege is a luxury many people do not have. There are those who live in real fear, desperation, and anxiety. Their voices are never heard. They are drowned out by those who have privilege.
My life is full of privilege.
Privilege allowed me to be home safe from a pandemic.
Privilege is what allowed me to pivot, thrive, and make sense of this past year.
And the only way I know how to reconcile this is to move forward with gratitude and generosity.
Gratitude because I’ve done nothing to deserve what I’ve been given. I am not entitled to what I have because of my privilege.
Generosity because all I can do is steward what I have been given and use it in service of others.