A Space to Accept
The day greets me with news of fires, everywhere… Around, behind, above. The ash falls. In my home. On my car. In the fallen leaves. It is choking. Biting. Everywhere. Like the virus. Like the bigotry. Like 2020–all encompassing. I feel its downward pull. Visceral. Real. Strong. So, I sit silently with it. I takeContinue Reading “A Space to Accept”