May I share my love freely.
May I receive love without protest.
May I be brave enough to express how I feel, even when it feels uncomfortable.
May I remember that I belong wherever I am loved.
May I also remember that I can belong with myself.
May I continue to find myself in spaces where care is practiced collectively.
May I know what reciprocity feels like.
May I remain committed to my love for my people.
May I know where to source hope when I feel disheartened.
May I deepen the beliefs that move me toward collective liberation.
May I not compromise my values for temporary appeasement and illusory acceptance.
May I more truly, deeply, widely embody what I want from the world by changing the world within me.
Also, a reminder that your holidays and your new year doesn’t have to look a certain way. If you don’t feel festive, it’s probably because we’ve been watching mass murder livestreamed on our phone for months.
And, COVID rates are spiking all across the states. In New York City, something like 1 in 30 people are COVID-positive right now. Wearing a mask in crowded indoor spaces, planes, public transportation (including Ubers and Lyfts!) is a small way we can practice big collective care. Please move with care and caution, and know that there’s nothing wrong with spending tonight alone.
As always, please listen to disabled people.
Personally, am very insular and enjoying my solitude going into 2024!
xoxo