Tender Human
 
 

Only God can make a Tree,
But websites are made by You & Me.

 
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The world is full of human rights abuses. How can I live without somehow pushing that whole train off the track?

Humans are caging, torturing, enslaving other living people.

I go out for a walk, to share my heart with the trees. There’s so much that’s painful, so much to change. Here it is sitting on my chest.


I hug your bark, your trunk to mine. You are so much bigger than me, thank god.
I want the world to be so much bigger than all the harm we’re doing. I want it to outlast.
To be more rooted, to be stronger. Than we are.

Or I want us to stop. I would pick that first — for us to stop doing all this.

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What can I do?

I do some work.
I make some websites.
I eat a lot of chocolate.

I totally despair, and I rally and remember. I get pulled into powerful places and powerful talks and into making change with people. I get inspired by people who are doing. I pore over their websites and videos. I try to learn and see what I can do. I think I’m still evolving. It’s still weighing on my chest that my freedom to grow and self-nourish is rare. —That there are a lot of people who can’t go for a walk to see the trees and reflect there.

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Every time I work on a meaningful project for social change, I could cry.

(Actually I have definitely teared up on Zooms.)

 
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I wish we all had the power to change everything.

I’m sure we would.

I think we have to find a way there.

🖤