I try not to be mad. All the time.

It’s true.

Three small bowls filled with different types of spices such as paprika and chili. • 2016, Source: pixabay.com

I know I am not alone in this.

I know this because we talk about it.

Whiteness is a construct manifested in a system of thought and power pathological in its determination to exist, control and ultimately destroy.

The base seasoning of patriarchy creates a flavor profile that one cannot always name but is ever present.

Add to that the way capitalism is practiced in this set of federated states and there’s more than enough data to support that this whole thing is not sustainable (no matter what type of data you require).

Mother Earth continues to confirm this truth.

And yet, I am committed to a way of being that embraces what this trifecta cannot or will not – one in which love, compassion, freedom, joy, laughter, imagination, spaciousness, gratitude and abundance reign* supreme.

Join me.

*word choice intentional since some folks seem to prefer to defer might as well offer ways of being that nurture and enliven.