Looking back on the second half of July.
It’s so far a pretty quiet week which is very welcome, though that gives me more space to be sad …
The first week of June was intense.
Summer, friendship, a childhood memory. And the new wave of uprisings.
On leadership, burnout, and gratitude for the deep support of others.
Internal movement research, friendship, roses, ostriching.
A week that felt like a turning point, almost two months into shelter-in-place.