We've been holding our breath lately, haven't we? Self-protection is high; the proverbial walls between us are too. Some of us may be holding our breath yet many of us are gasping for it.
This is a revolutionary time. We must do our inner work, friends. The momentum of our outer work will be carried by it. Standing in solidarity, with boots-on-the-ground action, and courageous listening…
I’ve always found grief to be like the ocean—full of abundant mystery. Our only real way to navigate its watery layers is to surrender to it. Floating is an act of letting go; fighting the current usually causes us to succumb to its force...