Holding Vision in a Season of Reckoning

Hold the Vision in a Season of Reckoning

I believe deeply that what we hold in vision, we can collectively bring into being.

There are more of us! May we change the algorithm! May we hold the vision!

“I must confess that that dream that I had that day has in many points turned into a nightmare. Now I’m not one to lose hope. I keep on hoping. I still have faith in the future. But I’ve had to analyze many things over the last few years and I would say over the last few months, I’ve gone through a lot of soul-searching and agonizing moments. And I’ve come to see that we have many more difficulties ahead and some of the old optimism was a little superficial and now it must be tempered with a solid realism. And I think the realistic fact is that we still have a long, long way to go.” (MLK, Jr. Interview with NBC, May 8, 1967).

After reading this quote from a post that ran across my feed on Martin Luther King’s birthday this year, I wrote that the real nightmare — and the sobering truth — is that these words echo not just Dr. King in 1967, but could just as easily belong to a voice speaking in 2026.

Before the Epstein files were released, my analysis was that there has always been a secret society that was kept hidden. I believe that systems were quietly fortified — behind secret walls, in corridors of power, through makeshift policies and manufactured scarcity. They let us think that we were making progress. But time was their ally. The plan: Let things decay. Feed despair. Separate families. Incarcerate men. Silence leaders. Exhaust women. Infect bodies. Confuse children into forgetting their worth. Pit us against each other.

I believe that many of those architects from that era are now old, clinging to secrets and promises they believed would outlive them. But plans rooted in domination and greed have always collapsed under their own weight. We are watching it happen again — systems turning on themselves, control giving way to chaos.

It is painful that the “good have to suffer for the bad” and that the innocent suffer while this reckoning unfolds. And yet history reminds us: what is not grounded in love cannot stand.

I believe that this is the season of reckoning!

And I have a dream, too —

I have a dream that one day, in this here and now season, that the final veil will be removed and judgment day will arrive.

That it be the day of reckoning where truth is no longer hidden.
When the cries of children, the dignity of women, and the humanity of all people can no longer be ignored.

That the wildest dreams of black, brown, and indigenous ancestors rise, their voices heard, their eyes seen, and Justice be served!

Where the weight of the last 407 years finally breaks the spell of supremacy.

Where Peace is the real power.

And lives are transformed- with Love.

With Love,
Shawn