My life is strangely split. In my personal life, I’ve been incredibly fortunate. I’m able to do work that I love and feel passionate about—and provide for myself and my family. I’ve been able to write, travel, organize, teach, and walk in the woods. I have a loving partner and a supportive community. Certainly, I’ve had losses and disappointments, but they are far outweighed by the gifts the Goddess has blessed me with.
But at the same time as my personal life is good, around me I see all that I care most deeply about being destroyed. The balance of nature, the beauty and diversity of the forests, the integrity of the lie support systems of the planet—all are under assault. The war in Iraq continues, the occupation remains in Palestine, the suicide bombs continue to explode, and injustice and cruelty continue to rise.
My spirituality and deepest values call me to take action, to change those conditions—both the protest the injustice and to create the visions and alternatives for change. And I do. But I cannot rest in satisfaction that the job is done, or that the changes are made.
And as a writer, artist and ritual maker—no, I’m never satisfied, at least, not in the sense of the word as ‘ready to stop.’ I have so many ideas, so many stories yet to tell, essays to write, films to make, trees to plant—and so many ways the work can always be improved.
So no, I’m not satisfied. But I’m sure not bored!
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