yesterday my knees gave way to grief. i do that a lot these days - just sink down where i am in overwhelm. but yesterday i stayed down, all the way down & let myself fall into the world of unmowed grass.

a world of bugs & tiny flowers. i’m covered in bites today but I needed to be there - to be taken out of the news cycle banging around in my head. the instagram reels the talking heads. we are all metabolizing -& hopefully acting on - a deluge of information. it all feels right now (!) important because it is.

all those people shouting at me from social media - they are real people. the issues are real. the grief is real. but so are these bug bites & the grass stains on all my jeans, & the clouds moving so fast across the sky.

breathe