#WagingMoreLove

I don’t think I’m waging enough love, y’all — for realz!

I get anxious and blame myself for that shit. There’s things I could do to change the world but don’t. I could use a lot less plastic. Half the shit I buy comes wrapped in plastic. I could waste fewer resources. I definitely let the water run way too frigging much. They say the waste of individuals is just a small percentage of the problem. Meh! I think it’s a big part of the problem. It’s action against the whole—it’s suicidal behavior.

I’m not trying to beat myself up, or get pity or impress with honestly. I am just being honest about the work I know I need to do. I am in no position to fight anyone about anything. I’m not in any position to make demands from others when I got so much shit of my own to fix to claim the right to wage love on the world.

I could stand up for love more. I shrink when people say “love is not enough.” I second guess myself when people bad mouth personal transformation. I’m the one who knows my shit ain’t correct. I need to start asking, “Who do you know that’s waging love? How you get to say whether the shit works or not? How many people you know committed to personal transformation?”

It ain’t that love ain’t enough, it’s that people assume love ain’t an answer ‘cause they assume they way got to be the “right way.” Otherwise, why would people keep defaulting to hate and violence, right? How many people are really ready to let go of their rage and fear and anxiety so they can really start to understand the “other” (I think we all other a little—a lot!).

Waging love is being the “crazy” person scooping bulk items into a jar brought from home. Waging love is walking, when it’s so much easier to drive. Waging love is refusing to “other” anyone or anything, regardless of how much I “hate” the things they do. There are no “theys” and “thems” in waging love. There is no “me” in waging love. There is only “all of us” which includes everything.

If anything, I hope I have inspired someone to take a similar inventory and, before hitting the street, get yourself correct. Get mindful and stop solely looking at other people to make a change. Perhaps we can make this movement about all of us learning to wage love.

Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers is a Black trans artist, activist and educator, whose work is rooted in ancient shamanic, African trickster, and Brazilian Joker traditions. Pink uses Theater of the Oppressed, Art of Hosting, Navajo Peacemaking and other anti-oppression techniques, as the foundation of their theater-making, mediation, problem-solving and group healing practices.

She is the founder of Award-winning Falconworks Theater Company, which uses popular theater to build capacities for civic engagement and social change. She has received broad recognition, numerous awards, and citations for their community service. She has been a faculty member at Montclair State University, Pace University, and a company member of Shakespeare in Detroit.

Pink is currently in Providence Rhode Island teaching directing for the Brown/Trinity MFA program, while also directing the Brown University production of Aleshea Harris’s award-winning What To Send Up When It Goes Down. Get performance detail here.

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