September 18, 2020 

This episode moved me to tears, to actually feeling this very moment in a deep way I had not been able to prior to listening to this. Listen to one of our most amazing poets, writers, one whose empathy of the heart is a brilliant mapping of our world.

Terry Tempest Williams in a Special Episode: An Obituary for the Land

from The Daily – The New York Times

September 29, 2020 

In Napa, embers as big and hard as frisbees are flying for a mile or more all around us through the sky, as one speaker on the radio said this morning. She continued: “I have never seen anything like it, “The woman sounded awed as she was reporting live from the ground. 

Fires are everywhere now, inside and outside our minds, hearts, bodies and landscapes. The fears, the terrors, the depressions, the anguish, all of which most of us are carrying around; they are becoming out of control infernos inside the folds of our interiors, pulsating our hearts, beating like the larger than life wings of a dangerous, big, flapping bird. Even Michelle Obama, who has nearly everything she desires says she is severely depressed with the intertwined layered accumulation of assaults on our bodies, our communities, our minds, our politics, our ecologies. 

The fires are outside of us, ablaze on one mountaintop after another, and coming down closer and closer to us, our family, our friends, our beloveds, our many, many worlds. The woman on the radio was not a journalist, but someone who was running from the blazing earth, the heat chasing her visibly. 

The mind,  the body, and the world are equally scorched for all of us right now. 

It just depends on what you are looking at, what part you are actually able and willing to feel. 

A call for reparations for our many scorched bodies, scorched minds, scorched breaths, scorched worlds.