The Eye, Kahlil Gibran
I can vividly remember as a child vehemently defending the existence of fairies, mermaids, the Loch Ness Monster, and all manner of magical and mythical creatures. The act of believing was so beautiful that it was heartbreaking to be hit with the age-old adage, “Seeing is believing.” Somewhere along the road to adulthood, our imaginations were quelled and the ability to believe so fully in magic and the world of make-believe dimmed in us.
Nowadays, there are more important things that I’d like to believe in, whether or not they’re able to be seen, felt, or heard. I’d like to believe that those who we’ve lost are still with us. I’d like to believe that people are genuinely good at heart. I’d like to believe in the promise of democracy, in human rights, in the power of community. All of these, while intangible and based solely in faith, can easily be quelled just as childhood belief in magic. But the fact that they’re rooted in belief make them no less real, to me and to the world. In fact, they only exist when we do collectively believe. What do you see with your inner Eye that you know to be true?
Brianna Curran, Washington, DC