Sheena Liam, Girl #2, 2017

Ever since the inception of the Weekly Zephyr

weeks have kept appearing where the news makes it difficult to fly something light and slippery like this newsletter.

My intention with the Zephyr is to try and be good company to you as we trudge across the landscape of Late Stage Capitalism/Kali Yuga Earth. I don't always want to pull the same kind of thing out of the backpack every week.

Some weeks we need to distract ourselves with candy and diversions; other weeks it’s nicer to sit by a pond and think.    Some weeks we travel to Venus or a mountaintop, Other weeks we can't pretend we're somewhere else. We need to fight or find solace here.

  I have to read the room.  World room: what's going on Newsletter-maker room: where’s my attention drawn    When the news cycle—which is most often to say the bad news cycle—demands attention and acknowledgement, that's when I feel the clash of responsibilities hardest. Sometimes I can find something constructive in the backpack but sometimes I can't. Nothing looks right in there.

The Kurdish people are in fresh and terrifying jeopardy in Syria.  Nothing is in the backpack.

Sitting together under heavy skies on the dirty, hard, uneven Earth   that's all there is this week

Next week will bring something different, but who knows what?     With love and nothing else, Tina 

Safwan Dahoul, Dream 50, 2011