I wonder what would happen if we all moved with the same kind of hope Ruth did—determined, specific, unshakeable. Her passing is a devastating loss, and also an invitation to each of us to be done with what is, so we can dedicate our lives to what can be.
I am unequivocally committed to building an anti-racist community, and doing the work to dismantle white supremacy, violence against the black community, and systemic racism and anti-blackness in all of its complex forms. And: these words mean nothing without sustained action to support them.
Most likely you do not need all of these rules right now, but I have a hunch you may need at least one. And DO NOT be fooled by their simplicity!
The adventure begins when we let go of how it’s supposed to go.
(This will probably be on every new year’s list until I either die or stop writing them)
It rained, it stopped raining, it rained again, it rainbow-ed, and then the sun made a surprise entrance in the middle of the ceremony that we couldn’t have directed better if we tried.
May you have the courage to trust that your presence–exactly as it is in this moment—is both a power tool, and a gift.
I will raise my daughter on this diet.
And she will raise her daughter on it.
And she will raise hers.
And hers. And hers. And hers.
Blurry eyes. Creative hearts. Can’t lose.
We will not always feel magical when we are making magic.