towards care, no matter what.
greetings to you and your ancestors.
would you take a deep breath with me?
can you feel your feet?
I am with you in the vastness of this tragedy + its repercussions across this planet + future generations.
I am rooting in the genetic blueprint my ancestors gave to me of tending to my own body + being a medicine person for other bodies.
agong dr. lee ting-chien survived two world wars, the white terror, and martial law while serving as a pediatrician. his father was a doctor through the japanese occupation.
all of us are the descendents of human beings who cradled life in their palms despite the gales,
who planted seeds of hope that blossomed and bloomed into us.
there are so many lineages that ended, but yours and mine have not.
today I am remembering the human beings who braided seeds into each other's crowns before being forced to board ships and leave home behind for their whole lifetimes.
I invite you to join me in centering in the Black feminist radical love ethic that is Lifeforce.
I understand the urge to lash out with justified anger that is fighting for broken hearts keening with grief.
it's so hard.
yet I'm seeing the anger ricocheting within our own communities, towards people we fundamentally agree with but who may choose different tactics or frameworks to reach the shared vision.
for what is coming, I want to put aside blame + shame towards those who share my vision of a world where everyone has clean water, healthcare, shelter, body autonomy, green space, and can be with the people they love. I am here to gather seeds, plant them, and bloom to my fullest with all the love that I am.
you and I are the fruit and flowers of countless ancestors who survived.
we are also seedkeepers.
we breathe because of a pantheon of plantcestors who still bloom and alchemize CO2 into oxygen even in ecosystems impacted by extraction.
they have kept on being medicine through countless dynasties and empires. I hope the care and radical love that they embody reaches you today and every day.