When I walked into school this morning, a flying-v of geese headed north overhead, presumably returning early from the winter. “February Thaw,” as one of my friends recently told me this strange stretch of weather is called, is confusing to me. Everything since November has felt like a reason to worry, this unseasonably warm weather included. And yet I can’t help but feel that we have desperately needed a little relief from the elements recently. I haven’t been able to craft a blog post in my head, but I did want to write for the sake of writing. I miss it, and I’ve become so busy this month that my writing brain keeps getting pushed to the back of the shelf.
So first I just want to send out a general cheer of gratitude to everyone in my community, both online and in real life. I’ve watched actor friends set their art aside (or redirect its purpose) to stand up for human rights or protect the parts of the earth they are inspired to fight for. I will look back on this time as both terrifying and humbling. I always knew the people I am graced to know in some way or another are genuine, hardworking people. But these past few months have left me speechless. The women’s bathroom at my job is covered in motivational quotes and instructions on how and where to march and protest. My Facebook feed is packed with persistent protesters, people suddenly running for local office, and those simply standing up day after day, even though so often they’re told it isn’t worth standing. And so, I tip my hat to you this morning.