We Almost Didn't Make It

Dearest ones,

I write this with a heart full of both grief and gratitude. It may be difficult to imagine that there were ancestors who really cared about your future, but there are many of us now who do, and there will be many more who will. And while we are grieving what is and what may be, we continue to shine some light on the sweetness of this time, so that we can remember what and who we are fighting for. The future is not written yet in this moment, and we are hoping for miracles. We are hoping that our actions will make a difference and that you will actually have a decent, if not better existence than ours and that our resistance to the forces that are killing species, destroying ecosystems and creating enormous injustices and suffering will ultimately be effective. We don't know if any of the organizing, art making, writing, direct actions, education, healing work and more will make that much difference in relation to the enormous powers that are focused on greed, profit and exploitation of others. But we must do what we are doing and believe in it to keep going. We must believe in the possibility of your existence. We can hear you on the other side of the veil of time and we know that you are rooting for us. We hope that you find artifacts from this time that remind you of our love and care, and how intensely we fought on your behalf. We are your lineage and we are rooting for you.