Have you ever had so much to say, you struggle to find words? It’s been five+ weeks since George Floyd’s death, and I think about him every day. A lot.
I’ve cried, I’ve expressed outrage and fury, dipped into hopelessness, and felt the hot, searing desire to punish. I’ve read countless articles and poignant Facebook posts from Black Americans who have been generous enough to share their experience. I’ve watched powerful videos, vulnerable in both their honesty and their anger, from Black women telling it like it is.
Awakening
Finding deeper meaning in global events against the backdrop of an unprecedented shift in consciousness.
Earth Day 2020
It’s Earth Day, and I am newly touched today by the endless generosity of this magnificent planet. Even as she works to metabolize the increasing toxicity of human impact, she offers life and beauty to us every day.
Joy While Sheltering
The context is the experience of “sheltering in place” as a response to the Coronavirus. I’m fully participating in this ritual out of the desire to stay safe, and to flatten the curve of its spread.
