It’s beautiful in nature right now, but so painful and ugly in the world of power and money and control, the shadow world that over shadows everything.
I’m exhausted. We all are. Even the people actively trying to kill me and mine. They too are exhausted by the ever present shadow that devours the playful joy of being human. Replaces it with violence and struggle and cruelty all in the name of control.
I need to go pick dandelion greens and gaze at the cherry blossoms,
To wait for the moon to fill and smell flowers on the wind,
To try to recall that growth and rebirth on a global scale are possible.
I wish I had better words, more answers, abundant ways to solve all these problems. For myself. For you too.
I don’t.
It’s hard to envision liberation in such narrows.
But we must.
eish zarah 