Racial Inequality and a Plant
THIS BRILLIANT FLOWER is called a weed on the Island of Saba, where I live — a plant without value, unwanted, not welcome, not fitting in with other garden plants.
It’s unjust criticism to me. Discrimination. A label that seems wrong and hard to believe because it is so beautiful!
It’s a deep, joyful plant that profusely and steadily blooms with vivid yellow blossoms that, for me, stand for hope, optimism, gratitude, wisdom, courage, and self-confidence.
This plant is resilient and a survivor because it will root and grow in the smallest concrete crevice
We are in the heart of Either/Or thinking — good/bad, right/wrong, for/against.
What can this beautiful plant teach us about racial inequality?
What can it teach us about judgment and unfair treatment of something?
How can the label (a weed) color our thinking?
We each have an attitude to the world, and how we each acknowledge differences is crucial to beauty, justice and truth.
Thanks — Michael
