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should we go back to where we started?

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beltane

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praxis is complicated and hard

a POV looking downward at two feet on a sidewalk. the pavement is painted on the right with yellow arrows pointing downward, and scratched into the pavement above the feet is the phrase 'i tried'
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great, this again.

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Do you ever believe something about yourself so hard that even proof doesn't change your mind?

a rocket flies across the evening sky over an ocean, upward from left to right
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should we go back to where we started?

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We need to learn how to put down the weapons of our thoughts and voices that lead us to separate ourselves from one another.

an antlered deer in shadowed woods
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beltane

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Blessings of growth and blessings of earth for you today.

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I write what hurts my feelings

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The pain leads me to what is true.

a sign on a building reads 'YOU'RE NOT LOST, YOU'RE HERE'
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praxis is complicated and hard

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I think we've all been leaving things behind as we're able.

people marching with many signs, including a large sign held by several people, white with black letters that reads "we who believe in freedom cannot rest" by Ella Baker
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fight like hell for the living

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It is never far from my thoughts that some of us have already said our last words to those who are beloved.

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Nix Kelley
Nix Kelley
Genderqueer non-binary trans. They/them/theirs. Death doula, clergy-in-training, writing about queer identity, death, hope, praxis, & song lyrics.

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I READ BANNED BOOKS

GENDERQUEER: a memoir (deluxe edition) by Maia Kobabe, read in one day in April 2023

We're each of us alone, to be sure. What can you do but hold your hand out in the dark?

Ursula K. Le Guin, The Wind's Twelve Quarters, Volume 1
remember who you are

The future cannot blame the present, just as the present cannot blame the past. The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world.

Susan Cooper, Silver on the Tree
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