I can only imagine her pain…


Someone I know who I was recently smiling and taking selfies at the park with has lost her 17 year old daughter in a tragic car accident. How could we ever have predicted this moment 2 weeks ago. Don’t you wish you could turn back time and change things? Change outcomes?

GAH. The ache.

I’ve been sitting deeply with this topic of impermanence. The passage of time. Death.

I’ve come here to this space to share about it with you a few times.

Because friends, you and I are already dead.
Time and space is just catching up.

Why aren’t we talking about this loudly and wildly? Why are we walking around like zombies taking this whole experience for granted? Taking it all too serious.

Why are our systems not serving us? Why are we turning housing into a commodity to the point we labor just to generate PAPER for a structure that is already created to feed a system that is keeping our energy in survival mode?

WHY AREN’T WE USING OUR ENERGY TO CREATE HEAVEN ON EARTH?

Why aren’t we thinking about how we actually want to contribute to the planet to make it an epic experience vs how can I just make money?

Why aren’t we asking the big questions and solving the big problems?

Why aren’t we doing work that MAKES SENSE for the sake of having a WORLD WE WANT TO WAKE UP TO EACH DAY and contribute to?

YOU AND I ARE GOING TO DIE.

We need to wake up each day as if it were our last. Love like it was the last time. Enjoy our meal like it was the last. BECAUSE IT MAY VERY WILL BE.


Love. Forgive. Give. Help. Be kind. Be good. Make the art. Write the book. Post the content. Heal.

Leave the world better than you found it. It’s up to you and me. No one else.

No. Don’t point the finger at anyone else. YOU be good. You be kind. You do the right thing. ME be good. ME be kind. ME do the right thing. And if we each do this, we will see the ripple effect.

Ask questions.

Make noise. Don’t just PAY MORE RENT. Say NO to rental increases. Say NO to injustice.

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Anyway.

That is my venting my own pain.

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