Put your ache first.
There is the medicine you seek.
There is the guidance from your soul.
Go slow, gentle, hesitantly even, but go.
There are no hacks in the creatives underworld.
Let it brew you, steep you, dissolve you.
It will distill from you, the most wonderful essence you can gift the world.
We need your art.
Your embodied prayer.
We need it in order to restore our collective Home.
Individually, we are not a savior but collectively we are the salvation of the world.