When fires rage through beautiful Indigenous homeland, whether mine or someone else’s, I feel sad as I think of all the living beings–human and more than human–and the devastation of habitat loss.
It feels heavy and difficult. Kind of like how it feels trying to breath when enveloped with smoke.
Prayers to all those impacted by the fires. Blessings on the firefighters and their families. Blessings on the folx bringing back Indigenous ways of managing the land, and the wisdom of working with fire to prevent the devastation so many are witnessing now.
For those stuck inside due to hazardous air quality, why not spend some of your time writing? Write your truth. Write your way to a vision as clear as the sky you’re yearning for. Wrap yourself in a sunbeam of words that can heal your day and, I believe, the world.
I’m wishing you a day filled with the possibility of renewal.
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Thank you for this post. Much needed.