The thinnest sheen of ice perches atop flowing river. Tread lightly.

“Whether this is the first day of the Apocalypse or the first day of the Golden Age, the work remains the same…to love each other and ease as much suffering as possible.” - Ram Dass

A first post on a new platform like a first step on a virtual moon tentative unsure questioning the push to self-understanding made me resist the pull of connection pushed me forward as with many I imagine hoping for a better platform a better world but not under any delusions