Taught someone jab, cross, and hook, this morning. Might be the most impactful thing I do, today.

Thank you to my friend Kim Murray for sharing this poem, today. Thank you to Nikki Giovanni for all the poems, always.

“What we have lost reaches us again in the form of seeds and memories that they have left behind encouraging us to remember how the world once was.”

A statement on behalf of the United Houma Nation calls out the creation of sacrifice zones in Louisiana.

Since 1970, the United American Indians of New England (UAINE) have observed a National Day of Mourning on third Thursday in November, mourning their Indigenous ancestors and the genocide of their peoples and the theft of their lands—and standing in solidarity with global Indigenous struggles.

A tiny window into an extraordinary day. Last week, an intergenerational crew gathered by @earthjustice.bsky.social, WE ACT, & the Just & Equitable Climate Platform gathered to talk about the path we walk toward Environmental Justice for All. Ranking Member Rául Grijalva joined to share his vision.

If you see this, post something purple.

And this symbiosis.

Hike acquaintance.

Early AM backyard friends.