The World Depends on Our Participation

Oh joy, oh grief
oh sister-shifting-sands
where shall I stand?
And you say:
sit here
take my hand.
–Laurie Doctor

I had a different beginning to this post, but this morning I first want to acknowledge the grief in this world. It is easy for me to feel overwhelmed and at a loss for what to do. I remind myself that there are many ways to participate. We all need water and food, and beauty. I return to the resilience that comes from the practice of making, the resilience needed to restore hope. As makers our calling is to bring our focus close in, to repair the part of the world we can taste, see, hear, smell and touch. As makers, we are called to hold vision for the world, no matter the circumstance. So much is required of us now.