I am not exactly an optimist. I am an activist. The difference is this: I don’t sit around waiting for fantasies or terrors to come true. I go to work. On myself, in my mind. On my ways of seeing. How I relate with language, ideas, thought, and the world. My senses… my feelings. It’s not necessarily a matter of whether or not I can change the world. It’s a matter of discovery, understanding, awareness, enthusiasm and discipline. A matter of creative engagement and relational intimacy. Of skepticism and fervent inquiry.

Prophecies? I’ve got a few. But those are on the shelf. What I am working with right now is this moment. That’s the place where we either come together, with and for each other and our world… or we make some other choice.