I have spent a good deal of the day trying to catch up---with papers, errands, letters, bills, things wilting in the refrigerator. The usual.
This evening someone came to the synagogue from the Native American Rights Fund, speaking about generational trauma. It gave a broader picture of the karma with which this country is still struggling.
Then I come home and read about Elizabeth Warren being silenced; and it makes me afraid for our country. So I write more letters, send more petitions.
And pray like hell.