Walking is sacred when we’re aware of those who cannot walk. Walking is power is an ableist world. For those who take walking for granted, it’s an afterthought, an everyday occurrence not worthy of much thought.
Speech is sacred when we’re aware of the privilege that comes with being a native speaker, or having knowledge of a foreign tongue when in a foreign place. Speech is a weapon when wielded to create difference, or highlight “other” status. For those who take speech and language for granted, the connection between communicating what’s in one’s head and sacrality is never made.
Agency is sacred for those who have none. Thoughts are sacred for the psychologically abused, or developmentally different.
Sacred is relative.
How do we relate to that which is sacred within ourselves? In others? Can we if it’s relative?
Sure we can…
… if we are aware of those relationships.
Once aware of something made sacred, our relationship with it changes.
(See y’all tomorrow)