We have found ourselves in a place of reflection and action, identity and doing. An act of digging out and digging paths. Saying who we are and being who we are. Morphing to the future that has wings.
Struggle continues to be what we do, as change is to struggle, bud to bloom. This is what we do as human kind, creatures on a changing planet whirling in unknown space. It is our given, what we reflect on and act against as we push forward, metaphors of pitchforks and fire.
However, our reflection has turned more outward showing the ills before us, shining light onto the blinded, self afflicted and myopic. Under the psychologists lens it is telling, burning under the bright light of exposure and truths.
This act of reflection is as crystal, fracturing light onto surfaces, lives and bodies. Showing the way and the way that isn’t. Past, present and future.
It is this action, this clear reflection that will move us forward and keep us forward, struggling as we do, whirling as we must.