Dear you,
What a week. Meteor showers in the sky and another war on the ground.
My country abandoned the Kurds.
My president did this. I cannot stop him.
Now, I hear on the news that there are proposed sanctions against Turkey for attacking the Kurds. Proposed, being the key word. My president creates chaos/death and then wants to act all heroic and stop what he started.
Surviving all this (psychologically) requires a special kind of exuberance. A kind of resistance to a newly minted “reality”. When I feel how I need to feel in the face of all this nonsense, it is like this:
Are you ready to jump?
My previous blog was all about taking a knee, in sorrow, in honor of what we are losing. Now it is time to get up and GET OVER. The vaulter in the photo is about to get over that little bar. He is looking up at the meteor shower, universal reality of time and beauty, and with the help of a pole (tools/technology/knowledge) and sheer force of will (exuberance) he will GET OVER.
As will we.
Keep the faith.
Keep the exuberance.
JUMP!
Love,
Joyce
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