Isn’t that the broader dilemma too? How, as they say, to walk lightly? Or how to keep our justified stomping — about injustice, cruelties, the various wrongs we might try to right — from drowning out the likes of music, birdsong, our gestures of ordinary kindness?
~ Barbara Hurd
(Listening to the Savage: River Notes & Half-Heard Melodies)
Whenever we go out we pass by this oversized yard sign on our way home. An identical one went up right after the last election and at some point it got so weathered that the homeowner replaced it with this one. Persistence. It reminds me that I’m not the only one who feels like we’re living in a world turned upside-down, a world impossible to navigate.
What a hopeful sign! I become so distressed some days by the news. I worry that the younger generations will think this upside-down world is normal and will disengage. I retreat into historical fiction and nonfiction. It reminds me that the world has always been unjust. Cold comfort, but it keeps me somewhat balanced. I still stomp and rage (and carry a protest sign whenever the opportunity arises) but have hope that someday this, too, shall pass. Your nature photographs have a calming effect which is much appreciated.
You are not alone!
💜