I’m sitting here, on the aftermath of everything that happened today, feeling weird.
Weird like the world as I know it is going to change significantly and we are going to lose our sense of bearing and we’re going to flail around for a little bit.

I’m also feeling like a sobering is happening – like people are coming down from a high and slowly grasping with reality that the world is not happening without us being involved. We create this world we’re living in.

With the presidential election in the States and the recent unrest in Jakarta, emotions are at their most high. Plus, there’s been lots of flooding in my hometown. Chaos, is the word that comes to mind.

Here’s what I think: I think things didn’t go so well (horrible might be the right word if we’re gonna judge). But the way I see it, it wasn’t straight up ugly.

There were a lot of beautiful things I witnessed, like women rising – finding sisterhood and remembering their power, embracing it and actually using it to make a difference. I also saw a vast number of people coming back to their values on what matters to them and persevering in creating the community they believe in. With the rise in people highlighting differences, there is also equal number of people rising with their beliefs that we are all the same humans and that we’re brethren in this life. These are things that matter that we should continue to hold in years to come.

As humans, we always have choices on how we react to grim situations. I personally choose to hold my faith in all things good and positive cause I believe in the good of people.

I like to see myself as being a part of Dumbledore’s Army – yes, like in Harry Potter. Remember when Voldermort came back and the whole world was invested with Dementors and it was just bleak, and there was a group of young wizards made up of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and eventually joined by all the other awesome wizards, believing in the good, staying and fighting? Yep, I like to see myself as a part of that group, staying strong in my faith, cause I believe that love eventually wins and someone eventually slays Voldermort.

I can’t levitate things or turn back the time. My power is spreading the seeds of peace and love. We can’t change what happened today. The past is in the past, but what happened today highlights the importance of holding kindness, solidarity, peace and love as our values. We can make a difference by sharing these values with the next generation – that we are standing here today, a part of one united Earth and that peace begins with me and can spread from myself to the next person, and that is how we’re going to change this world.

In the wise words of Dumbledore: “Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if only one remembers to turn on the light.”

Wherever you are in your life, whatever emotions you’re feeling, whether caused by personal matter or political matter, you can always find that light and turn it on. It might take a while to shine, it might start only as a tiny glimmer of yellow spark, but it will continue to grow to be your guiding light. And we’re called now to be these lights that will help others in making sense of the chaos and finding ourselves in this mad world.

And to close, I’d like to borrow the words of Zachary Quinto (my favorite Spock – yes I have no shame in admitting this) as he lighted candles surrounded by crystals earlier today:

“as the narrowest hope dwindles – a vigil to our strength. we will need it more than ever. may those of us in mourning find space for compassion. in these depths we must not harden our hearts. with courage and openness we must endure.”

May we continue to live long and prosper,