“Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there, on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.” -Carl Sagan, 1996

 

 

I literally don’t give a fuck if you came here legally or not. You deserve basic human rights. It's not radical to say that parents should not be separated from their children for crossing a bullshit line in the sand.

 

I’m not naive to the reasons we have borders or the primal instinct for safety. But what’s happening now has gone too far. This isn’t about national security anymore. It’s so obvious that this is not about protecting our country from terrorists or gangs. This is about power and control. This is about dehumanization. This is a full-on attack against people who are not white.

 

I know you didn’t sign up for this list to hear about politics, but I’m a human being running this business, and this is where I’m at. This newsletter was supposed to be a fun one with highlights from my two recent back-to-back trips. But it’s difficult to carry on “business as usual”—although I will, because we really don’t have a choice but to keep going.

 

The way this administration is treating immigrants is nothing short of abhorrent—ripping innocent families apart, detaining legal residents, even arresting U.S. citizens. It’s inexcusable. It’s beyond wrong.

 

This kind of message isn’t easy for me to write. I feel like I’m mostly preaching to the choir and I try to stay away from things that sound performative. 

 

I’m not an expert, and I’m wrong often. There are people far smarter and more capable than me doing this work and fighting for what’s right every day. 

Things are not all love and light right now. I run a business rooted in the magic of this planet—cosmic and earthy, wild and sacred. And I believe in protecting all of it: not just the land, but the people walking it.

 

We don’t own this Earth. It owns us.

 

Remember: we are all right here (image above), on this one planet, whirling in the dark. There is nothing else like us that we know of. So why do we treat each other with so much cruelty?

I’m heartbroken, disgusted, scared, and honestly, deeply disappointed in so many people. But I’m not without hope. We still have a choice in how we show up, what we tolerate, and who we fight for.

With love and fire,
Casey