I wish that I could say that I was feeling hopeful, but the world is simply too heavy these days. I live in San Francisco where I awake everyday to the smell and smog of the fires raging all over the Bay Area. I dust ash off of my outdoor plants. My family lives in Texas where yet another record breaking storm, Hurricane Laura, is making landfall. And because this is America, yet another Black person, Jacob Blake, has been shot by police and other two people have died at protests decrying this latest act of police brutality died, murdered by a teenage white supremacist.
For what it may be worth, I have several aunts who still collect discards from others and rework them into braided rugs and quilts. Amazing testaments to what can be done when the individual is willing to do so.
Perhaps the future will be about getting back to what matters and what can be done instead of what doesn't matter and complaining about what is not done.
For what it may be worth, I have several aunts who still collect discards from others and rework them into braided rugs and quilts. Amazing testaments to what can be done when the individual is willing to do so.
Perhaps the future will be about getting back to what matters and what can be done instead of what doesn't matter and complaining about what is not done.
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