I am full of a primal, innate form of protective rage that I can only explain by comparing it to the protective ring that musk ox form around their young when danger appears or the absolute haste a mother alligator gains when her babies cry for her. It’s the same unhinged anger I feel when tree swallows dive bomb my head when I get too close to their nest. It makes the same guttural sound that a mother bear does as she charges anything that threatens her babies.
I want you all to know, that I am full of this bone-deep fury FOR YOU. If you’re going through a hard time right now, please know that if I could be the mother ox surrounding you protectively or the mother bear raining down a fury of teeth and claws to the thing that is hurting you, I WOULD — I AM.
I want to gnash my teeth at your depression. I want to fight against your shadows so you can rest. I want to shoot an arrow into the sky at God to hold back the rain that’s taken so much from you in the form of floods. I want to strangle the man who spit in your face because you deserve so much better than that. I want to take the burdens you carry and give you a moment to breath without feeling like your lungs are being smashed.
I know I can’t fight everything and I’m not looking to be your savior but I deeply want to lessen your hurt. You are all so beautiful, so lovely, and it kills me to see you in pain. I am here if you need me. I will be the safe space you need. I will be the blank wall you scream at. I will do as much as I can before I have to rest myself.
Theirs been a lot of hurt in the lives of those I care about lately and I just feel like I needed to write this out.
