face
sand
it could be sun
in your face
it could be story
it could be sun
to burn you
it could be story
it could be source
to burn you
blacker
it could be source
come to reclaim you
blacker
it could be me
come to reclaim you
it could be me
it could be me
in your face
it could be me
sand
How do we actually face change? What faces do we make to brace for the brightness of sun, the razor sharp wind of sand. What do we look like when we feel the world moving around us. In this picture, a still image of my father and I reacting to our personal experience of climate change, heat, erosion on the scale of a moment, my Nana seems to be interested in and amused by our tensed and twisted faces. Could we be interested in, sometimes even delighted by changes as serious as the changes we are going through collectively right now? And what do the environmental changes, the changes we can feel on the surface of our skin teach us about the deeper mysteries of change, how life moves through us and beyond us. Or how we move through and beyond these bodies. Or how everything that made us reminds us that it will reclaim us. Or how we hold in this form for a moment, destined to disintegrate into our component elemental origin futures. What I see in my own face in this picture is the discomfort of feeling a boundary between myself and the rest of creation when I remember a moment not too long before this picture when I didn’t experience a boundary at all. When I look at this picture right now, missing my father and reaching to find him beyond embodied form, missing my Nana who I see over video chat and cannot touch for who knows how long, I feel so bound. And also I imagine that I am the sun, I am the sand that confronts us. Wanting to defy the limits of our skin. Burn through it. And my words and my actions throughout the day are mostly as awkward as this face , calling forth a tear membrane memory. Salt on my face. Such a natural response to all this sun and sand in my eyes.
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