Expect to be Waylaid

Reflecting on the way my dear tree friend extends upward towards the sky, taking up space Entry: A breath for existing in tough times Wow it is hard and scary times right now. The news here (in the United States, where I am) is so bad, so disheartening, so...

On Hope, and Seasonal Protocols

Reflecting on the promising blue streaks in a sky of clouds, I see you streaks of blue, sunshine-streaks and hope-streaks, shifting possibilities. Announcement / if you want a copy of Emergency Calm Down Techniques I have been reeling hard lately in some cursed...
The Fluent Self