Sometimes I’m overwhelmed by the corruption and control I see in the world we live in. It’s overwhelming to be aware of but I’d rather have awareness than the blissful ignorance I observe so many enjoying.

I’d rather know and prepare, to build alternate sources of sustenance, to build something that isn’t so easily destroyed.

It gets a little hopeless when I observe through the phone in my hand.

But when I go outside and feel the spring clover tickling my feet, hear the cicadas loudly droning, smell the roses, welcome the newest life, I realize there’s a great steadiness. And then I keep building, planting and growing, and I think that it can make all the difference.