The Archive.
How might we each greet the clean slate of the new year with accountability for our place in the great, interconnected web of life?
Grounding in that responsibility requires us to hold space for our grief. And outrage. And horror. Letting tenderness be a guide. Giving breath and light to the parts of us that hurt, cry, wail at the world and the suffering it wreaks. This is one of the ways we become better for each other.
But one thing I am sure about for now, is that as much as it is important for me to be visible in my solidarity, it is as important—maybe more?—that I am doing the private, less applauded, long-term work of engaging with what and who makes me uncomfortable.