So many of my friends and family have lost so much in recent days and years, I can hardly keep track.
I have not blogged here much recently. I’ve made some posts and deleted them. I am plagued with uncertainty. I think that’s natural. Given these times.
I CELEBRATE the Blue Wave of the recent election. God, I am glad that went the way it did.
My extraordinary and beautiful cat, Burley, died this morning of heart failure. One of many casualties from these horrible fires. His respiratory system couldn’t handle this foul air. Even with my efforts to quarantine him from it, with a fancy indoor air-purifier. He’s gone to cat heaven. We gave him a good burial. I miss him already. My home is different now. But my problems are small.
I have friends who have lost family members to suicide. To fire. To depression and despair.
I feel so much grief. And yet so much hope.
“Hope” is a word that bothers me.
It’s like the opposite of “Fear.”
And both words are flawed.
You FEAR what might happen, you HOPE for the best.
I actually think we MAKE the world we want.
Don’t drive unless you need to. Don’t buy products unless you need to. Don’t fly to Hawaii unless you need to. Sit and recognize where we actually are.
We have to let the past go, and recognize the present.
There’s no running away from this. We live on earth and we save her or we perish.