I've never been quiet about our ethics, morals, and support of human rights. I sit here writing this in between all the normal stuff I do on Mondays. Print out new orders, figure out what needs to be shipped today, packing orders, bottling/packaging items, restocking products, working on marketing. I look at my office window to the grassy border between my complex and the one behind us. It seems normal on the surface, even though I know its not - not even a little bit.
It's 2026 and I am sitting here disabled and barely holding on by a thread somedays (its expensive being disabled and self employed) always wishing there was more that I can do... well outside of the usual magicks - hexing the patriarchy, protecting those that need it most, helping the newly awakened navigate spirituality, but it never feels like enough. I am watching the country fall apart, the ICE gestapo murdering, assaulting, kidnapping, trafficking HUMAN BEINGS.
I know too much history to know how this ends. When do we find out about the camps? the body pits? the genocide? the new human trafficking? Its too much to consider, so back to work, even though its still on my mind. It is weird working through the fall of empires and brinking on the edge of World War III. I'm Gen X so WOLVERINES! Waves fist in the air sitting at my desk.
It feels weird. Trying to market products and sales - like hey y'all I know the world is ending errrr need some body wash? though perhaps a Hex the Patriarchy product push would work considering our Holiday best sellers were all return to sender products and hexing products.
I don't know where I am going with this. It's hard to feel safe doubly so when you have a cargo jet of C-PTSD following you around. My motto has been I am going to keep on keeping on until I can no longer do so.
<3 Jennifer