Happy Ostara! Happy Nowruz! Happy Spring Equinox!

I am sitting in my studio looking out at my fantastically blooming orange tree. Her blossoms smell amazing and are a poetic reminder of the vibrancy of spring, of new growth after a harsh winter, of our ability to rejuvenate and blossom forth. Celebrating anything the past six months has felt complicated. Each holiday a reason to acknowledge the cycles of life, and every day a new reason to mourn and advocate for Falastinian freedom. Our lives are intertwined. Our liberation woven together. Our happiness dances as one. May this spring bring you delicious bounty, vibrant health, exhales of safety, and renewed hope & conviction in our humanity and connection. ~Aubre