If you’ve ever lost someone you love, you know that pain changes over time. It’s one of the many lessons
I learned as my father’s Alzheimer’s disease progressed. Though I still miss my father every day, time has brought more subtle emotions to the surface. One of those is an acceptance of impermanence. The world is always changing. Over time, I’ve been lucky to find safety in the realization that love is constant.
It’s hard to be patient when facing people who are cruel and selfish. It feels counterintuitive. How can space and time possibly address injustice? I don’t know that, but I do know this: You can’t fight injustice if you aren’t taking care of yourself.
What I want most for us all, dear beautiful voyagers, is that we are strong for the fight.