Maybe it will all be okay if we just handle each thing as it knocks, as it tips its hat in introduction, rather than peeking through the windows, pacing the room, wondering when, and if, this particular disaster/inconvenience/interloper will arrive.
We do, after all, have better things to do with our time.
Oh, man. We are all tested. That's how it feels, anyway. Or, maybe, more benignly, like we're at the center of some huge cosmic joke and the punch line has *got* to be coming any minute.
A big universal #justkidding.
And then, eternally flabbergasted, I think, nope. This is just how it is. This is just how it is, and we have to make do. Simplify. The less we have to herd, keep track of, or replace, the better. The more we can invent, rely on our own cleverness of mind and cleverness of hands, well, the happier we'll be, I think.
Because really, that's not only the awesome-sauciness of doing something for yourself, but suddenly, in a world where you're never good/clever/skinny/strong/young/old/smart/capable/solvent/productive enough, well, you've just proved a big ol' hell-yes-I-am. I mean, look! Look at this bad-ass thing you just made. That's the community, the tribe, that will put the punch in the punchline.*
Happy Earth Day, sweet herby-yogsters, sweet renegades of wildness, wilderness, foraging, and forging.
Go rogue. Get creative. We can't glue that priceless Ming vase back together, but we can make one hell of a functional piece of art. We can adapt. We can sit-in with our glue and our paints and our brushes, our creativity and our essential selves.
We can reclaim. We can't go back. We're not meant to go back.
We sit with pain, with knowledge, and let it build us from the inside-out. We breed compassion and empathy in our bones and we express it through our eyes, our words, our fingers, our colors, our kindness, our acts of grace.
We don't have to think alike. God forbid. No, we never have to think alike, be alike, dress alike, talk alike.
But. We do have to work together, to think together. There is nothing but creativity in the individual expression of our lives here, but for salvation, conservation, and the sheer comfort of solidarity, there must be a united front of heart-centered intelligence, knowing, and brainstorming.