I've been feeling cautiously optimistic. ...and like a blinking bird, thin-skinned and gangly, discombobulated by the resumption of so many activities at once. How will we emerge from this time? A time of pandemic and climate crises, social strife and division? I’m looking to the butterfly that fluttered by the other day, listing and dropping down and rising up, seemingly precariously but never wavering from its path. Gentle, beautiful, intentional.