Wildness

This is our backyard, now wild with crocosmia and lavender. The hummingbirds and bees are going crazy with these flowers.

Springtime has brought a full week of much-needed daylight but fitful sleep. Co-workers and students on edge from the internal changes at our school, high school students in motion to challenge gun violence, this week’s police killing in Sacramento of a young black man behind his family’s house. News about the “Austin bomber” targetting African people.  Then there was the couple who had fought and who both ended up dead drowned in the Lake Merritt.

No wonder our kids are depressed and anxious. No wonder we feel depressed and anxious and have trouble sleeping.

Not always, but mostly I know how to put the depression and anxiety about our world into some type of context.  I am able to find beauty, joy and sometimes even peace even while staying attuned to the chaos and destruction all around me.  But it is wild.