30/05/2022
I’m so grateful for this moment of nature’s quiet (wind blowing through trees, birds chirping, insects buzzing) and solitude. Aren’t hammocks one of the greatest things humans thought up?
In these moments, sometimes I read or journal or stare at the sky. Sometimes I turn things over in my brain and heart. Sometimes I give space for feelings I couldn’t find or make space for before.
In this moment, I’m coming from a refreshing meet up with 2 beautiful friends who are teachers. I know that there’s always a degree of privilege in being able to push events and their impact aside, and I’ve had that privilege this week after the shootings in Uvalde and Buffalo. Just because I’m not a teacher or a parent or a relative or a neighbor does not mean these shootings don’t impact me in a real and intimate way. I can list a ton of reasons why, but they all come down to the fact that everything on this planet is interdependent, the well-being of any one is connected to the well being of every other.
It can be so discouraging to feel disempowered, like try as you might you couldn’t possibly affect real change. And maybe we won’t in the limited timelines we tend to think of, but one thing is certain:
The only change that ever comes started in someone’s imagination. All change is innovation, is the end of something, and is inevitable.
So we must dream,
and we must share our dreams,
and in sharing them we will find others who are dreaming things that improve upon our own, and others who are dreaming of things that may make our dreams real,
and we’ll find strength and courage in that sharing,
we’ll find ways to take action,
and when things seem to fail, we’ll find the support to grieve and then carry on again.
