Thank you, Maia. So many things bring me joy, these days, like butterflies or the song of birds in my garden or even my favorite Tshirt that reminds me how privileged I am to have a wardrobe full of beautiful cloths. I’m not interested in politics, I’m not interested in things I can’t change for there will always be bullies who want the power and people to give it to them because they’re either scared or in awe. I’m therefore interested in what I can change in the world by being me, by being the best version of myself, spreading as much love, joy and hope as I can, my very own daily rebellion. Lots of love.
New bright green sprigs on spruce trees, peony buds, the thrill of the bouncy castle at my daughter’s school fun fair, talking with sangha on how to be easeful and present in terribly sad situations, sea glass, No Mow May, people at work refusing to give up the DEIA acronym. Thanks for this, Maia 🙏🏼
This is what spiritual resistance should look like, equal parts grit and grace, truth-telling and bento boxes.
You’re not just naming the fire. You’re handing out water, recipes, and a playlist.
So many people can diagnose collapse. Fewer remember to whisper joy back into the ruins. And you’re doing just that, giving us a path forward made of lilacs, full moons, and fierce tenderness.
We don’t need more prophets of doom. We need rebellion built on wonder. Thanks for showing how to savor without surrendering.
Thanks. Finding a balance between being informed on the horrible news and overwhelm, and not letting republicans steal my joy! Nature.. skate skiing, now hiking, gardening, spring cleaning, making textile art, ballet, friends, getting into my body. Trying to get onto my zafu again more too! Blossoms on the flowering crab I planted 2 months after my husband died of cancer in Feb 2021…
Watching the streams of singing birds at our deck-side water garden, trying to listen for potential singing words to write a good sentence, trying to tamp down the daily, exhausting outrage of this miserable Administration, and take small steps to resist.
Dear Maia, thanks for the encouraging words and photos. I’m glad your window is repaired. I also enjoyed the Andor series. The series showed in detail how fascist empires and struggling rebellions are only made of people. People who can be corrupted and redeemed. The show explored the fear of people serving within the invincible empire, and the bravery of people fighting against all odds. People caught in the storm of causes and conditions.
Yes, that's what I most appreciated about it, the way the characters were not entirely one thing, "good," or "evil," or any other binary. So many complicated motivations, and really so much trauma. One could even watch it just on that level -- what does trauma look like, what does it do to people, how do some heal from it...
We started watching Andor last year and for some reason the first episode didn't grab us, but gave it another shot recently and Wow! Definitely the most complex and "adult" of any series or movie in the SW Universe. So many parallels to the world right now - I wonder how someone of that ilk watches Andor and doesn't cringe at the thought of their misplaced ambitions. Glad repairs have brought the sunlight in again, Maia.
I felt the same way about season 1... now having watched season 2, I realize Andor is a slow burn. Perhaps it needed that time to build up to where season 2 went, which was definitely a 'wow' experience. Though in its own way a slow burn as well! While there were some pretty intense moments, I'm struck by the pacing of the story and how characters kept repeating their patterns numerous times before moving into some kind of transformation. In a way that felt more true to life, and more trusting of the viewer to hang out in those places of discomfort and ambivalence. All in all, it was a pretty remarkable narrative and viewing experience.
And thanks for sharing my happiness at having sunlight again! It really is amazing what a difference it makes, literally.
Thank you, Maia. So many things bring me joy, these days, like butterflies or the song of birds in my garden or even my favorite Tshirt that reminds me how privileged I am to have a wardrobe full of beautiful cloths. I’m not interested in politics, I’m not interested in things I can’t change for there will always be bullies who want the power and people to give it to them because they’re either scared or in awe. I’m therefore interested in what I can change in the world by being me, by being the best version of myself, spreading as much love, joy and hope as I can, my very own daily rebellion. Lots of love.
Beautiful
New bright green sprigs on spruce trees, peony buds, the thrill of the bouncy castle at my daughter’s school fun fair, talking with sangha on how to be easeful and present in terribly sad situations, sea glass, No Mow May, people at work refusing to give up the DEIA acronym. Thanks for this, Maia 🙏🏼
This is what spiritual resistance should look like, equal parts grit and grace, truth-telling and bento boxes.
You’re not just naming the fire. You’re handing out water, recipes, and a playlist.
So many people can diagnose collapse. Fewer remember to whisper joy back into the ruins. And you’re doing just that, giving us a path forward made of lilacs, full moons, and fierce tenderness.
We don’t need more prophets of doom. We need rebellion built on wonder. Thanks for showing how to savor without surrendering.
-Virgin Monk Boy
Thanks for a stellar comment, VMB!
Thanks. Finding a balance between being informed on the horrible news and overwhelm, and not letting republicans steal my joy! Nature.. skate skiing, now hiking, gardening, spring cleaning, making textile art, ballet, friends, getting into my body. Trying to get onto my zafu again more too! Blossoms on the flowering crab I planted 2 months after my husband died of cancer in Feb 2021…
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Lovely thoughts, lovely photos, lovely motivations—thanks.
Thanks, Tom! Where are you finding hope these days?
Watching the streams of singing birds at our deck-side water garden, trying to listen for potential singing words to write a good sentence, trying to tamp down the daily, exhausting outrage of this miserable Administration, and take small steps to resist.
Dear Maia, thanks for the encouraging words and photos. I’m glad your window is repaired. I also enjoyed the Andor series. The series showed in detail how fascist empires and struggling rebellions are only made of people. People who can be corrupted and redeemed. The show explored the fear of people serving within the invincible empire, and the bravery of people fighting against all odds. People caught in the storm of causes and conditions.
Yes, that's what I most appreciated about it, the way the characters were not entirely one thing, "good," or "evil," or any other binary. So many complicated motivations, and really so much trauma. One could even watch it just on that level -- what does trauma look like, what does it do to people, how do some heal from it...
When we can embrace the totality of life, we can cultivate hope in what many believe is a hopeless world.
I love that encouragement, thank you, Jimmy.
We started watching Andor last year and for some reason the first episode didn't grab us, but gave it another shot recently and Wow! Definitely the most complex and "adult" of any series or movie in the SW Universe. So many parallels to the world right now - I wonder how someone of that ilk watches Andor and doesn't cringe at the thought of their misplaced ambitions. Glad repairs have brought the sunlight in again, Maia.
I felt the same way about season 1... now having watched season 2, I realize Andor is a slow burn. Perhaps it needed that time to build up to where season 2 went, which was definitely a 'wow' experience. Though in its own way a slow burn as well! While there were some pretty intense moments, I'm struck by the pacing of the story and how characters kept repeating their patterns numerous times before moving into some kind of transformation. In a way that felt more true to life, and more trusting of the viewer to hang out in those places of discomfort and ambivalence. All in all, it was a pretty remarkable narrative and viewing experience.
And thanks for sharing my happiness at having sunlight again! It really is amazing what a difference it makes, literally.