Death is inevitable but love is a choice.

Welcome to this sacred space. In funeral service, we often call the prep room the most sacred room in the building, but this space here is also sacred. Maybe we aren't gathered around a table bathing someone's loved one for the last time, but being here is a declaration that we believe in love, and that we are choosing love even when we've been given nothing but anger and apathy. I hope to keep this executive function momentum going and write some posts for this blog, but for now let me leave a quick note that even while the world is heavy and grief is loud, we have a chance to choose love. And by love, of course, I mean direct action, community, resistance to those powers and people that would kill and erase us, our loved ones, and our neighbors. Refusing to die quietly and accept intentional forgetting is also resistance.