The only way I can ask for a true change is by living it.

The only way a city, a culture, the world can ask for a true change is also by living it.

What I chose on a day of ongoing political unrest was to be nakedly honest of how I have not always chosen honesty in expression.  Not with the intention of dishonesty, but with holding onto not wanting to know, avoiding to feel and delaying in communication.  I have come back to owning up expectations that do not foster true relationships, and that intimacy has yet to be much truthfully lived. I am not closing my doors to perfect anything, but simply choosing to live again what I have not chosen truly.  I am saying YES to more responsibility by facing whatever that comes and however it feels.  I am never perfect, and I can say this, mean it, and get on with life.

Nothing instantly world-changing.

But everything in my world has already changed.