Every wave carries the whole ocean
After eighty years on this path, something has begun rising in me that I did not ask for and cannot summon â a current, arriving from somewhere on high into a vessel that had been quietly prepared without my knowing. This piece sits with an old question through the lens of lived experience: is the soul only a witness, or does grace move as a current with its own agency? The answer, it turns out, dissolves the question itself.
We want to know now how this age will be remembered â as if the verdict could be borrowed from a future that hasn’t arrived. But every soul that has ever lived, lived inside an unfinished sentence exactly like this one. The third and final piece in this trilogy asks what it means to stay awake inside the not-yet-known, without waiting for history’s permission to feel what we already feel.
