"The medicine is all in her long un-braided hair"
there are so many ways to learn about love
When waters rise, may you have an inflatable lifeboat and a trusty friend.
When leaves grow over, may you sing with cicadas.
May you taste cinnamon today.
Faith Ringgold, “American People Series #15: Hide Little Children,” 1966
Creative Invitation
Where have you found medicine, unexpectedly?
What ritual action is medicine to you? Whose touch is medicine to you? What place is your medicine?
If you were to bring a new medicine to heal the aches of the world, what would it be?