It's hard to not feel helpless on this planet most days. Or maybe more accurately, it is hard to feel at all. What would happen if we actually put down our phones, stopped scrolling, drinking, eating, shopping, Insta-ing to just sit and allow ourselves to notice..... what humans do to each other in the name of ideology...to our planet, to animals, to themselves. It's too much. So we ostrich. Because there is nothing you can do. Have another cookie, a beer, a joint, go to sleep, take your meds, suck it up, carry on, hold your breath.....don't worry, it's just until you die. I know it is only a day in the Gregorian calendar---bridging decades---but I can't help but find some significance in the fact that it is going to be 2020 in a few hours and maybe this year we take a very clear look ---at who we want to be. So here it is. My intention. I throw it out there, by the handful, into the wind, like so much confetti and hope ...