You may have noticed that the world feels a bit like a dumpster fire these days. A dumpster fire in a nuclear waste facility. And yet, as a congenital optimist, I don’t see the chaos of our time as total ruin. It’s messy, yes—even catastrophic at times—but I also see signs of hope. Maybe even transcendence. A kind of spiritual composting is underway.
Our task is to transform the toxic waste dump into the kind of ferment that nourishes new life, new beauty, new kinds of abundance.
The Default Mode: Horror, Retraction, and DespairOver and over these days, I hear people [...]