May we release the myth of independence and make a declaration to embrace and nourish our interdependence

May we pledge allegiance to the land, to the waters, to our human and nonhuman kin, to the earth-body we call home

May we find our house of worship in the trees, the sky, the dirt, the mountains, in our own bodies

May we find new places of power, shimmering along the edges of what we think is the only way forward

May we love each other and honor life more than we love guns, oil, money, power, control, or the written word of hungry ghosts

May we midwife systems of harm to die with grace, and compost them into new ways of caring for each other

May we honor our grief, make space for deep rest, find pleasure in our pursuit for justice, and ignite transformation with our holy rage

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