It has been a while, but I felt like blogging again, so here goes. Nothing major on my mind, nothing major to reveal. Just a vague sense about the need to tell you that I am hopeful 2015 will be a good year.
As 2014 came to a close, the blogosphere was filled with posts about how 2014 was a really crummy year, and how our society is developing in the wrong direction. And yes, 2014 presented us with too many stories of people suffering various injustices, of people dying, of people unable to overcome prejudices and hate.
And still, I am hopeful. I am not sure why. After all, I just read another article about the ship in the Mediterranean, abandoned by its human smuggling crew; hundreds of refugees, most of them from Syria, left alone to perish. Extreme right parties are gaining political ground all over the world; hundreds of women raped and assaulted in Sudan. In the face of all this, what can possibly make me hopeful?
I honestly do not know. It is just a sense I have. It is a sense that hopefully, this will be the year when we finally stand up to injustices, at home and abroad. It will be the year when we say to the people in power: enough is enough. It will be the year when we realize that it is up to all of us to enact change. It is a sense that together, we can and will make a difference.
Maybe I am naive. I could be. But, I would like to think that I am not. History is filled with examples of people and communities coming together to change things for the better, and I am hopeful that 2015 will be the year when this happens. In your neighborhood. In your town. In your state. In your country, and all over the world.