Bienvenido al momento de cambio! You can choose to attach yourself to the old ways of our world, or join the renaissance of resistance. Let this tiny pumpkin give you heart, dear friends. A new beginning is upon us, and no good change comes without struggle. Here is where we shed, and grow. Like trees readying for winter, our good work will be fruitful in its time, and beautiful along the way. Te amo mucho.

i don’t like how easy it is for some folks to decide to ignore the present in favor of the perceived future, but i do like the idea of that future.

In the meantime i’m feeling the same as ever: i want to grieve, collectively. Now i also want to hold space for the very real terror of our times. i want to usher in the evolution with nothing but respect for the deep, abiding pain on which it is borne.

Truly though, there’s so much to this nascent future, and a lot of it is really exciting. Relationships, including the one with our selves, are moving past their old boundaries. Careers are being rendered obsolete. “Success” is being redefined.

i have been asking after this definition for myself. Surely not only joy drives success, for me, but also discipline, fortitude, and community. Of course this last is loaded and somehow seems universally unclear. i just want to hold and be held, to the best of our abilities, to hear and be heard. To share meals.

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i want to tend my life

like farming

hopeful and humble

rising at dawn

bracing in storms

i want to sow my world

like gardening

sustenance

and beauty born

i ask the skies for cooperation

i offer my labor

trust

and patience