What brought all this up was the constantly nagging question of why should we bother to belong, which means why should we bother to care so much at all, what’s the point? I think the simple answer is in the faces of all the people. Nobody gets it right all the time, but the steady determination I see daily in the people around me makes me feel like trying, too, to live as authentic a life as possible, even with and after so many mistakes, even if we fall down, even with the benefit of the doubt in question. When you ask me what good is this, you must also then ask the equal and opposite question, what good is not this. I’m not saying we’re better for being somewhat curious to see what we can do if we imagine it, if we try, we’ve made our fair share of mistakes growing up and spreading out in the quest for something real, I’m only saying we’re also here, also part of what makes things go better or worse in the long run. I’m glad you’re here. Thank the Great Spirit for that. It matters to me. That’s one, and if there’s one, there’s two and so on. That’s a good strong length of something rare for us to hang our hopes on, and who knows what that can be used for in the end, to accomplish together?
Look, there are some perfectly awful things happening out there right now in and to the world, no use pretending otherwise, but we’re also happening to the world, and to each other. Our actions, our thoughts and dreams, our hopes, our creativity—the art of becoming ourselves, even our fears, could possibly counter-balance some of those things to some degree. And if there’s a ghost of a chance, why not take it? Sounds good to me. Let me be the first to say, Thank You for what you do, and who you are. Thank you for your failures as well as your success. For every breath you take.