bad wolf;

Confession by: Anonymous

✨Kaladin Stormblessed✨

“What could such a vision create other than woe and tears? Joanna Macy writes that until we can grieve for our planet we cannot love it—grieving is a sign of spiritual health. But it is not enough to weep for our lost landscapes; we have to put our hands in the earth to make ourselves whole again. Even a wounded world is feeding us. Even a wounded world holds us, giving us moments of wonder and joy. I choose joy over despair. Not because I have my head in the sand, but because joy is what earth gives me daily and I must return the gift.”

You’ve probably seen posts telling you to read Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer before, and here I am joining in the chorus. With a combination of science and indigenous knowledge, Kimmerer beautifully speaks to humans' relationship to the earth, from the reciprocal indigenous relationship to the dysfunctional western one, and how we could repair our relationship going forward. It is a book that sparked wonder and joy within me, as well as a whole lot of grief—grief over what we have done to both the earth and the indigenous stewards who lived much more harmoniously with it. But grief and despair are not the takeaway; love and reciprocity are. And these are lessons I think we could all benefit from.