I choose Love.

The issue is not Conversative vs Liberal. The issue is not Gun Control vs No Gun Control. The issue is not Left vs Right. White vs Black. Queer vs Straight.

The issue is humanity. Humility. Or more like lack-there-of.

Your opinion on a particular subject should never outweigh your ability to see and honour the soul of another. The world is crying out for people to see Charlie Kirk as a husband, father, friend and son. To put his politics and his religion aside and see him as someone’s beloved. But in the end, none of that is who he truly was. Who he truly was, was a soul of God.

He was not his politics. He was not his religion. Or even his family life. All of those things were layers. Just masks he wore to depict an image out to the world. We all wear them. But in the end, the masks are not who we are.

It comes down to the simple fact that who we all are is each a beloved piece of God. Spirit. The Universe. Gaia. Whatever word feels most aligned for you. We are all One.

And based on the violence and the current circumstances of the World, as fellow souls of God, we have failed in the one mission we were sent here to complete - to remember, honour and love one another for who we truly are. God.

Did my humanness and ego agree with a lot of what Charlie Kirk believed in? As a queer woman, No.

But that does not mean I do not feel compassion or empathy for the loss of his life - whether he believed in the word ‘empathy’ or not. To me he was simply a fellow piece of God who entered into a soul contract to play a particular role in order for all of us to be given the opportunity to learn the lessons we have all agreed to learn: Love. Compassion. Humility. Grace. Oneness.

If you can look at his death - if you can look at ANY death really - and find a justification in it or a reason to detach from the the reality of it, then you have entirely missed the point of humanity. If you can take these experiences as a way to fuel the fire of your perspective or belief system - then you are meeting hate with an equal level of hate.

And we all know that hate does not drive out hate. It feeds it.

As I read through various posts and opinions on the recent events of the last few weeks I feel tired. I personally believe that the only questions that should be on anyone’s mind right now are “how would God want us to respond to the death of any of our fellow souls, despite culture or skin colour, when they are taken from us due to a senseless act of violence? And what part did I play in the collective that aided in creating this experience for us all?”

We all came to be reminded that we are One of God. And only through togetherness and acceptance of one another will there ever be peace.