I believe in strong thighs, the color green and morning sage.
I am learning to see. I don’t know why it is, but everything enters me more deeply and doesn’t stop where it once used to.
Hence I have no mercy or compassion in me for a society that will crush people, and then penalize them for not being able to stand up under the weight.
For the past few months, I have engaged in three activities that are beginning to return my energy and spirit to their rightful location:
1. prayer + meditation — because it reminds me to me mindful of my actions and divine process … and to remember that I cannot do it all
2. weight training - because pushing past the burning pain of a set or that feeling of complete exhaustion is more of an emotional triumph than a physical triumph … the choice to carry on and transform physical pain into something new and useful is a reminder that pain though present is ephemeral and that we graduate to levels of sustaining pain but more so we train our minds and bodies to make sense of pain in ways that do not become self-destructive
3. photography - because the process of photographing and working on projects has helped me realign my passions and priorities