Your eyes? Gruesome

Your attentions? Aggressive

A hand? That sounds about right

The entire world is in such a state of serrated broken-ness seemingly far beyond the reach of any kintsugi iterations (although we cannot stop, will not stop trying no matter the waste!).

At this point, lending a hand, reaching out in whatever foundation of solidarity, is what can be done.

I suppose. I guess. I think.

While also somehow mustering full defiance of the harsh seduction into a personal abyss by scheduling the haircuts, grocery shops, laundry, tree trims, vet visits, medication sorting, Dr visits, seed starting, volunteer obligations, community connections, friend support, meals, de-icing (both meanings you are thinking of), house chores, storing the holiday items, finishing the books, scheduling some summery things, empty the trash, recycle the boxes…etc

Lighting a candle for full soul prayer

Phoning reps

Checking on Friends, Neighbors, Loves and allowing space for them to check on you

“These are the times that try (wo)men’s souls” An American (fabricated) Crisis

Good Luck Us

How are you?

Love, Ms Herisme (decidedly not a sunshine patriot) xoxo

ps my voice is out atm but I have been thinking about returning here soon