A few days ago, I discovered that Living As Equals had a technical glitch that looks like it started back in December. The mailing list began sending email notifications of a new post to only a handful of subscribers, rather than to the entire list of people who have signed up. If you have not been getting those emails, you may have missed the last 15 articles – all those published since December.
Last night my fabulous neighbor Steve worked with me (remotely, of course!) to fix the problem. I am confident that all is well now, and you will get an email to let you know about this letter.
I am so relieved. Since George Floyd’s murder, I can’t stop writing. There is so much to say about these times. It seems as if a huge shift in our collective consciousness, specifically about racism, is occurring across society: the police, corporate institutions, the schools. It has been painful to realize that my voice, my blog, has not been out there during these months of pandemic and national reckoning. I need to contribute.
I hope that you will continue to read and think about my posts. I am also hoping that you will let others know about Living As Equals. As I will discuss in an upcoming article, the work of anti-racist white people is to convert racists. When you can’t figure out how to begin talking with the racists you know, perhaps sharing one of these articles can provide a starting point for that conversation.
I, too, am learning. I recently updated my “About” page to reflect a new dedication to understanding racism. I look forward to seeing your comments and feedback as we go through this process together.
Judy Schiavone
June 25, 2020 1:49 amThank you. I appreciate your insights.
ivy tillman
June 24, 2020 5:41 pmso glad to be back with you! i thought you had ceased to speak via pen and voice and i was sad cause we/i need your voice to be heard by many, and for me to hear and reflect on as well. i know you haven’t felt ” gone,” but WELCOME BACK!!!
admin
June 24, 2020 9:11 pmivy, I can’t tell you how relieved I am! I was bereft when I discovered my soap box was gone, or at least, messed up. I look forward to having your voice in my ear as we travel down these next days and months.