Updated: Jul 31
oh, to be outspoken about injustice, loud in one's beliefs; to be soft and vulnerable outwardly, too; to always be questing, searching for all spiritualities; to keep growing artistically, that blast of a voice (even louder as a whisper, in silence), pen, and guitar is always there.
i love so much of sinéad o'connor's discography, and activism, but just to highlight her most famous: the genius of her cover of prince/the family's "Nothing Compares 2 U" is that she directed this song towards her physically, mentally and emotionally abusive mother, and always thought of her when she performed it ("all the flowers that you planted, mama").
i aspire towards this grace under pressure, this forgiveness, generosity in the wake of hapless abuse. how to understand our parents? how to treat them, and ourselves, with kindness and faith? that wail of pure emotion, sinéad.
nothing, no one compares 2 u, sinéad/magda/shuhada, thank u xx
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑛𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑚𝑒, 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛
…𝑆𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡
— Sinéad O'Connor, "Mandinka", 1987