We’ve hit September, and we’re in the last few months of the year. We’re not in the last quarter quite yet (sorry to sound so corporate) but we’ll be there soon.
Maybe it’s a good time to ask: What did we hope for in 2025?
I can already hear some of us us scoffing at the question, and I can’t blame anyone for doing that. I think many of us entered this year with genuine fear and trembling, expecting hardship especially as politics impacts our collective life. We weren’t wrong, and that is, of course, devastating.
But when we think about hope for the year, was there something deeper than a simple resolution? Something less cynical? Some kind of vision or values that we wanted?
I wonder if this might be a good time to take stock of that. We still have some time to return to these and act on them.
What comes to mind for you?
— Renee Roederer
Smuggling Grace 