Seth and Daddy seemed to sink more deeply into their beds, like emaciated sloths that had fallen asleep in quicksand, descending ever farther away from us.
As long as the effort is applied from a place of compassion and service, the cultivated skills of an artist can be a gateway to a higher understanding.
There is so much collectivity in pain and so much isolation. But, I wonder if adults can break down.. and throw a temper tantrum at the injustice of it all.
We are all in mourning for the journey we have been on to get ourselves here. In this wonderful and amazing moment in time, on our timelines, in her-story.