I see how much you care about the world, about your communities, about all of us surviving plagues and capitalism and a world on fire. That clench in your throat, the knot in your gut, the tightness in your breath — this is how our bodies try to hold the world’s anguish. And there are small Truths, like that we cannot control the future, no matter how much we wish we could. No matter what, whether it turns out okay in the end or not, you carry the Divine within you. And when we pick up the anxiety again, let us aim for flexibility.