Thank you. I can’t yet find the right words. I’m trying to let myself have the space to grieve without pushing through too quickly. I’m trying not to hate my neighbors. I went to an art opening for my husband last night and it was helpful to simply walk among people’s creativity - it reminded me to turn to art in other ways, and to nature, to ground myself for what is coming.
Thank you, Robin. I cannot find the right words and anything resembling a pep talk feels deeply off right now. I think it's great that you're giving yourself space to grieve and feel what you're feeling now. only way out is through. and i think, as we saw from 2016 on, it's a long game, so we need to shore ourselves up and rest as we go, right? I'm also trying not to hate. That's what I love about Hong Kingston's words —they move into that love space instead but with clear eyes. Walking among others' art and creativity sounds like a powerful antidote. Sending you love and solidarity <3
Thank you so much, Eloise. I can picture those colors...I miss the autumn leaves this fall! I love the ocean, but miss the leaves. and I keep thinking—this is good enough for right now and then very soon, going to work in other ways. <3
Thank you for this reminder and beautiful activism in word. Oddly enough, just before I read it, I was carrying items through my backyard and the sun was just so beautifully warm on my body and I stopped to enjoy that moment (and despite being in the middle of a city, all I could hear, strangely enough, were birds and leaves rustling - no cars nor human sounds). In solidarity!
Thank you. I can’t yet find the right words. I’m trying to let myself have the space to grieve without pushing through too quickly. I’m trying not to hate my neighbors. I went to an art opening for my husband last night and it was helpful to simply walk among people’s creativity - it reminded me to turn to art in other ways, and to nature, to ground myself for what is coming.
Thank you, Robin. I cannot find the right words and anything resembling a pep talk feels deeply off right now. I think it's great that you're giving yourself space to grieve and feel what you're feeling now. only way out is through. and i think, as we saw from 2016 on, it's a long game, so we need to shore ourselves up and rest as we go, right? I'm also trying not to hate. That's what I love about Hong Kingston's words —they move into that love space instead but with clear eyes. Walking among others' art and creativity sounds like a powerful antidote. Sending you love and solidarity <3
thank you Emily for your deep love. I hear you right now...and this is good enough.
No more outside news...this is my activism.
Today I walked along a quiet street lined with autumn leaves of red and gold....
Thank you so much, Eloise. I can picture those colors...I miss the autumn leaves this fall! I love the ocean, but miss the leaves. and I keep thinking—this is good enough for right now and then very soon, going to work in other ways. <3
Thank you for this reminder and beautiful activism in word. Oddly enough, just before I read it, I was carrying items through my backyard and the sun was just so beautifully warm on my body and I stopped to enjoy that moment (and despite being in the middle of a city, all I could hear, strangely enough, were birds and leaves rustling - no cars nor human sounds). In solidarity!
Thank you so much, Kaitlin, for reading and for sharing this moment. 🩵