I am fertile with contradictions, beset by exhaustion, love, worry and joy in a mud pie that can taste terrible. I’m touching deeper grief and sadness than anything I’ve experienced before. Every relationship is changing—with my parents, my career, my body, my husband. Even my relationship with time and space is changing, fundamental understandings of the world around me that gave me a sense of ease.
In this month’s Teen Vogue Hillary Clinton offers some pretty solid advice in a letter to her teenage self, including this classic bit of mom-wisdom: “Always send thank-you notes.” I voted for this woman twice so
To honor the earth means to honor the way it moves in us.