It is the 4th Thursday in November (Native American Heritage Month), in the height (so far) of Covid deaths in 2020, today cresting 270,000 . This is the day all non-Native Americans learn to be “Thanksgiving”, the one “American holiday”.
Today is Friday the 13th in November in 2020, exactly 9 months since a National Emergency was called due to Covid-19. It is hard to believe how much has changed, and what been clearly revealed since Covid descended upon us.
Honestly, i am not sure what to do with my anger. How can it be useful/helpful? During this time of pandemic and political inequity, there is so much on the line. Q is for Quynn As Covid summer has burned
We all have had, and still have, “calling” experiences that crack us open and give us direction. When we are young, or new, or ready for an expansion, we stumble on to an aha moment of waking the F up
The date is June 30, 2020. The last day of Pride month in the time of Corona Virus, the rising call for racial justice through protest and cultural revolution that is touching us in personal and collective ways. Deep change
Written while living on stolen land from the Tohono O’odham (Chukson-now called Tucson, AZ). It has been almost 3 weeks since George Floyd was murdered by 4 Minneapolis Police officers. This watershed moment broke open the sea of discontent, anger,
Sickness is raging through humanity right now. Plagues and Pandemics have shaped humans again and again. What used to be thought of as “Spirits” or “Demons”, now we know they are microscopic sized physical beings who “infect” us. They are