When my grandson was four, he watched butterflies and a caterpillar, and then went into the house and returned with a long strand of yellow yarn which he weaved through the wires of a fence so the insects would see the fence and not be hurt.

I’m with that today as I read news I find horrifying though I continue to work with non-judgment and trust in ebb and flow, and the recurring phases of the moon.

I’m reminded of Nelson Mandela who spent 27 years in prison, but refused to carry a grudge against his captors. He later said of his release from prison, “As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.”

Thich Nhat Hanh:  This, my dear, is the greatest challenge to being alive. To witness injustice in the world and not allow it to consume our light.  

It’s the time of noticing balance and harvest.  Eyes brighten with the oranges of pumpkins, the yellows of squash., the culmination of spring and summer.

The Biden administration has announced the creation of the American Climate Corps, “a group of more than 20,000 young Americans who will learn to work in clean energy, conservation, and climate resilience while also earning good wages and addressing climate change”.

Who could be against it?  

The Bay area has been inundated with smoke from fires further north.  I think most areas of the country have experienced increasing awareness of climate issues this year.

I’m with the words of Andrea Gibson: 

I don’t have a single plan for my life more important than learning to love people well.

Of course, that begins with learning to love ourselves and the air we breathe in and out, the planet we share.