We are stranded, together, in a social power outage.
A season to fill more than your belly.
Flipping through a stack of digital baseball cards looking for the player we ‘like’. Checking the stats. Doubting their veracity.
Each of us can be the outside force that stops the momentum of evil.
Perhaps we are all, in our own very personal ways, searching for gold.
I have come to realize that “rapture found” only lasted until the telling of it.
Becoming through partnership.