I feel my soul contracting in parallel with the society and the economy. It is a constant uneasy feeling, as though it is getting harder to move, harder to live fully, harder to feel deeply. So many people, fellow human beings, are finding it hard to breathe. COVID and police violence are forcing the breath from women’s, men’s, girls’ and boys’ lungs. We are collectively getting smaller. Everyone is getting smaller.
When will we ever grow again? How will we grow, when we are able?