My tradition inspires and requires me to honor and celebrate the intricate web of nourishment and interplay around me, with its dangers and competitions, with its bliss and deep connection, with its profound and inherent meaning. Humbled, I remember not to take anything, or anyone, for granted, including the weather, the trees, the insects, the birds, the stars, the unfolding of time.
This past weekend, I faced some big challenges. I felt like I was representing a lot. I was the leader of an event, and pulling it off during covid times and with other challenges felt monumental. I just didn't feel up for it. Not only was I inadequate, but I also felt alone. How do people do this?
