This essay comes two days after the 2024 US presidential election, and about six weeks after Hurricane Helene. It's tempting to give up. Yesterday morning I woke up and felt like doing just that. I felt a "fuck it" wash over me, a hair-raising fear, and a deep loneliness. As though I …
Clarity
a poem from way up high
A Poem for the Queen on the Summer Solstice: What do I see, up here with my bird’s eye? Acres of trying & failing & trying again. Long, constant rivers of ideas. I see paths worn deep, leading to temples with roofs shining and cemeteries for what used to be. Snowy …
take a bow
Summer solstice is a week away. It’s a moment when our beloved friend Earth is doing something cool, so we pause & honor the occasion. We notice and revel, we participate and celebrate like we do when human friends have cool occasions like graduations, weddings, & …
Get Over It
See that? Way up there? It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's.... me. And you. We're walking with The Queen archetype this summer, and she's taking a cue from the sun. What's the sun "up to" at summertime? High-ness. The Queen and the sun are comrades this time of year, …